A Protest Poem For Anna

A felted, hand-crocheted cozy snuggles my Starbucks cup.
Does this make the product less corporate?
Save the indies from being bought up?

The yarn is smooth as cream in my hand as I take another sip
Of a drink worth what the barista earns per hour
Minus tip.

So in this season of parties and gifts
Though no one wants to feel alone;
Remember sometimes revolution- like charity- starts at home.
Yes, wean yourself from the Big Green Mother
And soothe your jones at home.

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