Litter

It’s just one can
dropping it won’t make a difference
someone will pick it up
it’s their job, not mine
who cares anyway
but what if we all thought
it’s just one can

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1. Hey Jez
   allow traveller

   Here’s my Litter piece (about 5 years+ ago)
   Ubiquitous litter,
   the unmind of the street.
   And body cocooned
   in self, its abrupt stop
   at the cast-off, dropped.

   Clear-up: what they’re
   paid for. And ‘paid for’
   is the undersong of the street.
   They are everything
   that we are not.
   So much is allowed:
   the others are laughed at.

   Trouble is tribal; its codes
   are nodes; their transmissions
   drop packets into pixels, bicker
   with the street chatter,
   counter assistant, barista.

   Scouring streets for the half-
   open, the door of somebody;
   and to feed there.
   The corpse of innocence,
   the unprotected,
   kicked over, picked clean,
   used.

   Best wishes.

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   1. Thank you Michael, awesome write from you there.

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