A Rash of Trash 

Big Rock
Busted Solo Cup 
Buried By 
Our Drained Swamp

A Top the Hill

A ‘V’ Tree
 
Victory
 
We’re Walking
 
A Tuft of Joy 
Like
The
Buried Steel 
Kitchen Knife Thrown Asunder 
Post Murder
Post Bad Dinner
Post Life 
In the Beerfest BeeHive 
 
 
There’s a Crayon Portrait 
On a Stolen Square 
Office Export
‘A
Police Squad Car Speeding
In Blue and Red 
on a White Background’
The Ink Has Bled but the
Image is Still Clear 
Imprinted. 
 
People walk by it
On top of it
Yet
Gno one will throw it
away 
or put it
on display

To My Dismay

 
The children 
SCREAM
With their little lungs 
Like bunnies racing to live 
 
Their Eyes Are Open 
 
Amongst a Rash of Trash
Cigarette Butts Litter on the 
Red and Blue Police Car HeArt 
In the Beerfest BeeHive 

Below Us 
The Ants Whisper 
Among Them 
The Secret to Win

Keep Walking