Plastic Pipeline “He’s got a plastic heart, plastic teeth and toes, plastic knees and a perfect plastic nose. He’s got plastic lips that hide his plastic teeth and gums”, so sang the Kinks then about their plastic man in 1969. Now in the twenty-first century it seems he’s here as plastic gushes everywhere over land, over sea and into our very being as plastics ingested from our food, and inhaled in from the air we breath become part of our bodies, part of ourselves to be inherited by our children. We fill every hole in the ground and soon the sea will be transformed into plastic land. We re-cycle it by the shipload from rich places to poor, places where the people don’t matter, where “plastic man don’t feel no pain”. There we dump it on the newly plasticised people in the plastic land we’ve created for them. https://stortellerpoetryreview.blogspot.com/2026/05/super-sized-series_0254073297.html
