We who worship
the Shopping Gods
know:
Baal is insatiable.
That vacant stare
bespeaks an inner thirst
that never can be quenched --
Imelda Marcos
with her shoe-filled closet
would barely fill a tooth
of this empty-headed monster.
There are, he says, so many shades of blue!
Why not buy a purse to match each shade?
Surround yourself in luxury,
silk, satin and furs,
and still the void persists,
the insane grin that calls for more, for more...
These golden idols
cross-eyed with impatient greed,
possess the infinite allure:
Buy, and ye shall be whole.
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