'Play The Commercial Game Poem by Margaret Alice

I don’t like streamlining and ergonomics
all compressed into one efficient process,
the act of creation, writing a verse in an
emotional upsurge, mixed up with the act
of promoting yourself

Business, commercialism, marketing,
the hallmarks of a consumer society
offering poetry as a product to be
consumed, its criticism subsumed
by its assimilation

Into deals, winning prizes – I write poetry
when I reflect upon life, how can I jump up
and play the commercial game from which
I fled into a fantasy, or which I transcended
in a new vision

of a new society?