By Trent Hartman
Bad red wine.
Dirty Damp Sock.
Like overpriced smog shops.
Like treading water beside thin ice.
Like artesian baskets woven for fair trade.
Like incompatible systems to Western Capitalism.
Like Exxon Valdez' offering green technology wisdom.
Like rebel forces into Capitalistic markets.
Like the weeds as we drove West.
Like the Destiny we created out of what was left.
To new lands we left.
A Poem by Trent Hartman--Meaningless Metaphors: 2009
All photos by Trent's eye Phone 2009