If i were a flower
then even in death
use would be found
for my once
magnificent display
laid now
a browned and sodden
part of the mulch
upon the fertile ground
which fed me,
beneath the air
where once I shone
magnificent.
If I were a rodent
then in my passing
i would feed a fox or owl.
Were I an earthowrm
then a hedgehogs
repast would i be.
But i am a human
who makes plastic bags
for industry.
What use
has nature
for me
or my produce.