Rubbish Poem #22

The sun dips down

Then climbs again as

Another day goes by.

And we’re left silently waiting

Asking “Where?” and “When?”

And “Why?”

Did you know you’d

Be so late this week

When embarking on your ride?

And we’re left silently pondering

“Leave the bins out on the street?

Or bring them back inside?”

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