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Plastic Life

Plastic Life

Polyvinyl chloride coats my synthetic lung as I sip from my resin bath 

Microbead seeds grow into 
A plastic forest, smothering my stomach in a black bag and sunlight,  

Vanished

My plastic life consists of a rubber wife, pumping her up with my lead breath, tieing her vending machine panties around my neck as my oily black tears stain her paper mache eyes 

I scream into her abdomen

My future is dormant, perhaps extinct.

Safety nets restrict my tired eyes from suicide, rusted signs guide my deliquescing feet to another twelve hour shift

Is there an ocean near by?

A place where I can drown within a plastic tide?

Is there a person unlike me, full of life, someone to hug, someone real?

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Barry Childs

Wow, Gerard. This looks like one of your best works of art. Absolutely stunning.  Barry x

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Gerard McGowan

Thank you Barry, the picture is just something of pulled of the internet, the poetry, well, you know

Just my mind.

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Tony Taylor

WOW!! Is right Barry!!..... this is stunningly creative GERARD!!...... you took this concept and ran with it full tilt!!...... the continuity is so flawless that it comes across as plastic elegance and eloquence!! ...It also creates a vivid, otherworldly, tone and imagery for the minds eye!!.....I can't say enough about this..... an absolute home run for creative uniqueness and originality!!......LOVE IT dear poet brother!!.....smokin' grooves!! ....smokin' ass grooves!!.......LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xo. : ) 

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Cherie Sumner-Taylor

Hi Gerard...Wow what a world is in your mind that I wish I could tap into! Lol...This feels so lonely...a plastic fake world for a soul wishing to find something that feels real...Lonely in tone...Imaginative and creative.  Great work, Gerard.  I enjoyed. xo ;)

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Gerard McGowan

Thank you Cherie, sometimes I don't feel real, I've battled this feeling for years, sometimes I feel like a projection.

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Syd

You're one hell of a poet Gerard. I don't have much time lately but I must read more of your work.

- Syd 

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