credit-card-gold-platinum-1512626-640x480The magnetic strip
behind the thin plastic
with raised numbers
rules my life.
An embedded chip
establishes my worth,
determines where I eat,
encourages excess.

It encodes my history,
tracks my whims.
I am a collection
of transactions,
just a hologram
of flesh and bone,
I am a gaping mouth
with a storage unit.


(from this week’s Living Poetry Prompt.)


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2 Responses to Consumer

  1. JeanMarie says:

    Yimminy! Good one Bart.


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