Breathing Plastic Poem by iron horse

Breathing Plastic

we are breathing
breathing plastic
constantly,
breathing micro particles

breathing plastic
even the dead fly by the window
was breathing plastic,
and the car that was parked by the trees
was also breathing plastic

Thursday, April 18, 2024
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