Conveyer belt love

You nearly ruined me

In the shallows, near the swamp

Where if it didn’t work out?

You dumped and moved on

What a horrible way to live

Nothing redeeming, nothing eternal

I was told; you’re born three centuries too late

For nowadays people are impatient and demanding

They throw away more than they earn

We’re The Plastic Generation … hell we’ll be buried in plastic urns

In this fettered landscape, it’s no easy thing to find

Something left beating, whole and strong.

Conveyer belt love began to make sense

A logical response to an unfeeling era

Where being let down could be replaced by a clone

If you are lonely, buy yourself a Japanese doll

When you are sad, blow something up, or put batteries in

TV for the masses, turn on, tune out, get an i-phone

Be tracked by faux Politicians and told how to vote

Go to sleep with unconscious messages trying to sell you more

Who cares about love, it’s a sham, a fait accompli, an overgrown child

All notions thrown out, along with 24/7 Porn

Your husband is jacking off as you think you’re meeting for your anniversary brunch

Your wife is screwing your boss, even the dog doesn’t love you, it’s all programming

Pavlov will surely tell you that and what about Skinner and his box?

Aren’t we all lab rats in fancy colored clothes?

Maybe the thing to do is join in and stop wanting real

Because real hurts when it turns out to be false

And plastic outlasts us, polluting the oceans it stands sinful testimony

On the beaches in India you find Starbucks straws and CocaCola bottles

We’re international now, the big conglomerates boast.

Conveyer belt love

You nearly ruined me

In the shallows, near the swamp

Still I think about ideals once in a while and imagine

What if, it were all different and we found our way back?

Would Cathy let in Heathcliff? Would Anna Karenina still jump?

And Diane Keaton in Ms Soffel? Would anyone be alive to understand?

Why we lived once for love and it meant the world

Even as it was so often an empty house of cards

What if

We got the Queen of Hearts?

26 Replies to “Conveyer belt love”

  1. The title is intriguing and leads one to want to read this poem. And these lines are what jumped out at me:

    “On the beaches in India you find Starbucks straws and CocaCola bottles

    We’re international now, the big conglomerates boast.

    Conveyer belt love

    You nearly ruined me

    In the shallows, near the swamp

    Still I think about ideals once in a while and imagine

    What if, it were all different and we found our way back?

    Would Cathy let in Heathcliff? Would Anna Karenina still jump?

    And Diane Keaton in Ms Soffel? Would anyone be alive to understand?”

    I love the expressiveness of them and the way they ended the poem.

        1. GEnerally I think of you as more positive than I, I am a realist, you are a realist with a tinge of dreamer and you have a deep faith and I love that because you always remind me to believe – which is such a valuable thing.

          1. 💙 We all need someone to remind us of things from time to time. I appreciate that we do this for each other.

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  3. Beautiful piece with a powerful message of today – everyone’s searching for something genuine in a world of superficial distractions. Loved how you expressed it!

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