Just plastic.

Thrown into a mess of darkness

Sunken past the bubbling sand

From the deep of the salt rivers

Rises a shell creature of kind eyes

Gentle but broken

Trapped in a puzzle of pain.

Just plastic.

Soaring wings

Gliding through pale-aired skies

Falling

Caught in an invisible strangle

To them

To us is a source of frozen life.

Just plastic.

Not just plastic?

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Image credits: 

By ImGz - Own work, CC BY-SA 3.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=3781690