Tuesday, October 20, 2020

Branded

 “Seduction, during the Dust Bowl, was a handful of polished shells, maybe a white shoulder twinkling at the collarbone.” - Julie Haas, Consumed Moon: The Eclipse of Retail
 
work the perfume counter
    usher the blue-hairs towards their familiar scents 
swish your arm to showcase 
    the possibilities, the unbelievable

within a wallet’s reach, they will drop
to their knees before the altar
        under armour
                hot topic
                        radio shack
                                hobby lobby 

at the strip mall plaza 
    pantheon, they will drop
by the Painted Mirth and strike out
    in their Royal Flesh foundation 
blending sponge and blush 
 
let them consume themselves 
at the public mirror-brush brush swish and brush
        lucky brand
                dollar general
                        game stop  
                                banana republic
 
the old toil of harvest, of setting the sill logs
is fading from our knuckles, so work 
 
the register at The Forgotten Pallete, roll
those dented cans of low-sodium lentils across the red lasers, beep
beep and scan, dream on, and beep and scan
        home depot
                tractor supply
                        foot locker
                                american eagle
 
here at Tale of Lamps, we aim to light up the lives
of every person who walks through those doors, give
 
them the best possible lighting solutions for all
their home or office needs, be it in the bed,
in the bath, or beyond

they must confuse 
merchandise for charm


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dVerse - Poetics: The charms of Samuel Greenberg
apologies to The Pale Impromptu

6 comments:

  1. Incisively rendered in such a perfect and pleasing format. We'll all be branded before it's all over.

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  2. I love the shape and message of this poem! I imagined the girl at the perfume counter selling the blue-hairs dreams. I enjoyed the jazziness of lines like:
    ‘hot topic
    radio shack
    hobby lobby’
    mixed with the images of women ‘blending sponge and blush’.
    The final lines are so true.

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  3. Very well done. I especially enjoyed:
    'the old toil of harvest, of setting the sill logs
    is fading from our knuckles...'
    I sense we are losing our connection with the past.

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  4. really loved this poem - you used Greenberg's words to good effect and then took off with your own charms. This deserves to be read again and again - aloud too!
    thank you for joining in with the prompt

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  5. Consumerism and plastic create a surreal world!

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  6. This is worth a countless readings!💝

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