by Sarah Henry
Humans made the blob.
It’s plastic cells spread
wide as Mexico.
Tunas tire of leftovers.
Sharks mind the water.
A whale butts a jug.
A dark abyss is a trench
where urchins die.
An abyss opens when men
consume trash-filled fish.
Junk spreads through
their stomachs.
They become plastic.
We become plastic.
The blob comes ashore.
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