trash day
the crawling
trash-eating growlers
empty the jettison
of 7 days
strong limbs and gloved hands
heave and haul
tip-over the unwanted tangle
of unmindful chaos
the machine chews loudly
time to go
drag the empty black bins
back into their secluded caves
time to make eggs and bacon
to drop once more
rinds and shells
into plastic landfills
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
