While corporate revenues top seven billion she steals
a moment alone where music blares, cubes
tinkle glass, and balls clack on green tables.
She tries to find solace in her away from home
break, a quick trip to the mall
to the new Winners, looking for wooden blocks,
finding two sets: one letter-stamped with faded primaries
the other, factory-carved, bright, bold characters,
both stickered Made in China where, she knows, gears and buttons
churn out purchases, plastics, assorted other toxins, and
more of what she thinks she just might need…
And she never says stop. Enough. No more.
No more of the bore. No more more-more bore,
cuz she’s hooked on the rush of the buy,
the eightball in the corner pocket, the next fix —
convinced this is freedom of choice:
two sets of educational blocks.
An earlier version of this poem was published in In Medias Res, St. Thomas More College, University of Saskatchewan, Fall 2004