Cycling

From prized possession. To worthless junk. 
In a matter of years, months sometimes.
Again and again. Cycling from wanted to unwanted. From essential to cumbersome. 
Recycling. 
Rerecycling.
Rererecycling. 

We're all in the van, headed for the concrete wall, pedal to the metal. Aware but not really giving a shit, confidently suicidal.