posted - half a world away.
new - shining
like a diamond

 waiting.
you don’t need me. you want me.
did you hear my spirit soar?

trembling-plastic. freedom -
the opening of the door.
for whom the bell tolls - it tolls for me

condemned

 hanging on a spigot.
priced-less -life’.
obsolete

diaspora.

Image; Art Johnstone. ‘Price-less-lives’. Blenheim New Zealand. Feb 2023

countless pieces of ‘Tat’. from factories; ‘Half a world away’.…unused; hanging on their spigots;

needed or wanted?

when you open the shop door
you hear them moving

usually
the door closes
the bin men arrive.

obsolete
old stock.
rubbish

to throw away.

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