Lost in the Supermarket (a poem with footnotes)

I’m all lost in the supermarket,

I can no longer shop happily,

I came in here for that special offer

Guaranteed Personality.*

 

 

 

 

I encountered this army of oversized shopping carts,

War tanks

Armored fighting vehicles

The more that you add to them

The more they subtract from your soul.

 

While boasting great prices,

Costco and Walmart,

Amazon and,

Whatever comes next,

Will convince us we’re saving big,

By buying, bye-bye-ing the earth

Buy large, buy many, buy big.

 

And that Personality

It’s in there somewhere

If you haven’t found it . . .

Buy large, buy many, buy big.

 

These Death Star Superstores

Increase their Darth-grip**

In tempo with income inequality.

Whadda you want
When you gotta eat somethin’
And it’s gotta be sweet
And it’s gotta be a lot
And you gotta have it now

Whadda you want…

Lip-smackin’, whip-crackin’, paddy-whackin’,
knick’-knackin’, silver-rackin’, scoundrel-whackin’,
Income ineQUALity!***

Income inequality.

You might be poor,

But you can still be glutted,

With products and bodyfat.

Superstores

Here they come,

to save the day! ****

Convince us we CAN make it on less.

 

The less we earn

The bigger the sales.

Big Stuff.

Big Stores.

Big Cars.

Big Bodies.

 

All we gotta do

Oo, oo oo-oo, oo-oo, is

Buy a little more,

It’s just a fucking store

That’s aaalllllll all-all, all-all,

All we gotta do.*****

Did you know you can fall into a tank, an armored fighting vehicle?

Hell,

You can work yourself into anything,

how can you get out of it******

 

Go.

Visit.

Shop.

Open your heart.

Do you feel the love?

 

[Neither do I.]

 

*The Clash, Lost in the Supermarket
**Star Wars
***Mid-60s Cracker Jack Jingle
****Superman
*****The Beatles, All I Gotta Do
******Neal Cassady

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