Alice Perfect


The Last Volkswagen On Earth - Poem by Alice Perfect

What will the day look like
when there is only

one vw bug left

in a collection in Stuttgart
or so it's rumored

When will stuff disappear?

That day will come when all
those damn Bugs are gone.
Will there be personal planes
for all of us
or teleportation?
No tress left?
Most of the world
goat herders,
again?

Topic(s) of this poem: love


Comments about The Last Volkswagen On Earth by Alice Perfect

  • Brian Mayo (10/30/2015 11:56:00 PM)


    I'd never step into a teleporter. I'd be afraid I'd be vaporized and what came out would be a mere copy.
    Good poem.
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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 30, 2015

Poem Edited: Saturday, October 31, 2015


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