Charge it to the ITALIAN PLASTIC.

A garden bed of fragrant fugazzis.
Drink now, water later. These plastic
flowers live a thousand years, but the
last drop is lucky to make it through
the hour. Sunset concoctions from
polymer origins. Glug worthy goods to
ward off the bads. Twenty twenty vision
straight from the bottle — no glasses
necessary. We’re multi-regional and
multi-lingual. Borderless and infinite.
A sovereign nation speaking fantasy in
the opportunistic tongue of, “yes”, and,
“more.” A knock-off or a magic trick? A
good trip or a simulation? It’s all faux until
you say it’s true.

Charge it to the ITALIAN PLASTIC. Swipe,
sign, salute. Today is a toast, tomorrow is
a gift, and next week’s got the bill.