i want to cancel my subscription
That money trickles from my bank account,
Filters from the little pond
Into the corporate sea.
I could cancel with one click, but they know
I won’t, the count on it, that people let
That little drip from everyone
Until we’ve bled our little bodies dry.
I started writing that poem because I read a quote today that made me laugh. It went something along the lines of ‘2021, I’ve had my 7 day free trial and I don’t like what I’ve seen so I’d like to cancel my subscription.’ I think we all hoped that 2021 would be brighter but it’s actually just got a lot darker.
However, as I started writing about cancelling my subscription, my direction changed and I started thinking about how we tend to get robbed by big companies (really sorry, I genuinely didn’t mean to go there). But that is something I love about the process of crafting a poem or a story; you just never know where it’s going to end and what it’s going to look like.
I think I did get taken there because I’ve had several reminders today of how big companies make more money than they know what to do with. Elon Musk became the richest man in the world, now worth billions. And also, I got an email from Netflix to say that prices are going up.
Neither of these really bother me all that much, but it is that drip-drip of money that goes out to companies that always scares me. I’m sure everyone has joined a gym and not gone for months before cancelling. Think of all the holidays we could have gone on, and all that money has lined the pockets of really rich men (sorry, it normally is men).
So, I’ll still be watching Netflix and I won’t moan about it any more. But, it just interested me that my work took a left turn and went somewhere different. I’d even saved an image of my cat to show how tired I am of 2021 already!