my favorite day
is Tuesday
I suspect this choice furrows your brow
let me explain
at 5am I hear the chunk whinge whir
this mechanical displacement of collections unneeded
giant claws mouthing these neighbored contents into its hang dog maw
in winter the handlers like dark skirting ants travel by foot darting alongside
summer sees full neon splendor
this small touch of humanity the structural reminder of systems our intelligent world
outside my front door
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“dark skirting ants” with “giant claws” is great
I love “kickstart” poems, poems where the title is a living part of the poem. That first strophe is such a great “set up” to preface your description.
giant claws mouthing these neighbored contents into its hang dog maw
in winter the handlers like dark skirting ants
This is so darned good!!! Thank you for sharing this poem with us.