Do you remember your name,
Buried in this House and Home,
This waste bin world
Of IKEA opiates?
Do you remember your face
Beneath the Bodyshop beauty
And Sassoon stylings?
Have you looked at the flesh
Beneath your fashion facade,
Seen the dirt on the fingernails
That clutch the wheel
Of your BMW dreams?
If you tear off the label,
Will you remember your name?
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Author:
markashley1961 (
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Comments1
Graphic in its imagery it broadcasts such a message. Nicely written.
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