Sparkling Flesh for the Plastic People - Prose by dracoselene - Briana Blair - BrianaDragon Creations

Sparkling Flesh for the Plastic People – Prose by dracoselene

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Posted by / July 31, 2014 / 0 Comments

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Plastic people in their perfect fantasy. Barbie and Ken are mortgaging the world for another bite of cake.

We watch them indulge our fantasies, wanting to join them. They are so beautiful and dazzling to us. Their sparkle distracts us.

Our flesh, butchered and prepared with loving care. Feeding the ravenous hunger of the plastic people. We walk like lambs to the slaughter, welcoming the axe. The axe is so pretty and sparkly.

Some walk away from the lines. They cry and scream to the lambs. We gnash our teeth and try to drag some of the flesh away. Those who will not submit are hunted and hounded.

The plastic people toss treats and candies to the masses. They do not hear the anguish, do not smell the blood. They stay in the lines that the plastic ones have made for them.

Still we survive, the ones who walked away. Guerrilla tactics to save even a few from the ovens they sprint towards. We hide, we run, we despair.

You watch. You are in line. You cannot see the axes and ovens. The endless stream of victims being fed to the plastic people.

Open your eyes, join us in our freedom. Walk away from the lines, ignore the sparkle. Be a person instead of an appetizer.




I'm an artist, writer, ordained interfaith minister, veteran, spiritualist, androgyne, and piles of other labels that never seem to fit. I'm following my passion and attempting to make myself and the world a better place. I think that through compassion and understanding we can all become one unified race of human beings, and life is better when you remember to play.

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