Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Sitting on a Shelf

I'm standing here on this cold shelf. My companions are all here around me but we all know this is our final destination. I have this white liquid that is bloating my body and making me weigh a lot more than I actually do. I see women men and even kids walk by me, grabbing my friends and throwing them into green plastic things on wheels or smaller ones that have handles.Its every milk jugs goal to be bought before we expire, and tomorrow is my last day. Today Is April 25 and I expire April 26 so I need to be bought today or else I- holy shiitake Mushrooms there is a hand on my f***** handle and I'm in a cart. I'm on my way to a conveyor belt where green papers and metal discs are being passed back and forth, I just got thrown in a bag and now I'm in metal box moving across the land.

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