In nightmares it’s everywhere,
that slick sheen coating
covering,  smothering flora and fauna.

The CEO counts the gallons
and moans. Lost profits
are his disaster.

Plastic collapses
under added scents. Consumers
claim it’s all political.

A mother and her ducklings
foot the bill.  Lobsters shell their souls
upon the beach.  Fish turn to stench.

Mother Earth heaves a mighty sigh;
the cost of oil, all angles and slants
and corners we can’t see around.