Mudlark No. 39 (2010)

Plastic #1 (Polyethylene Terephthalate)

I built a simple terrarium 
from a 2-liter soda bottle.
When the sun rises, clouds form  
rain falls down rounded plastic walls.

I want to squeeze through this threaded opening
twist the bottle cap back on from behind
stand beneath the sympathetic bows of miniature mimosa forests  
gaze out at the world through the cloudy plastic
picture windows of my new enclosure.

At the zoo down the street, there are more than a few tears 
when a Mylar balloon filled with helium 
is accidentally released from the hand of a child 
looking intently at the lions.
We watch it float away and wonder
where will it come down?

Hoping for an answer, we release a space station
coated in Dacron and filled with astronauts
wearing polyester fleece to keep their feet warm.

In a small container that pulls down from the wall,
the ceiling, or the floor, a mimosa plant is being grown
to study the effects of shyness on microgravity.

Water empties from vacuoles
as blood drains from a face —
leaves lying down
in carefully organized rows
raise questions about the true extent 
of human influence.

From the collapsible aluminum lawn chair in my backyard
I can just make out two bright little specks in the sky:
one spiraling gently upwards
the other falling endlessly towards us in a circle. 

Drew Dillhunt | Mudlark No. 39 (2010)
Contents | Plastic #2 (High Density Polyethylene)