trash

Churches and snores
on a Sunday morning
Unwashed bed sheets
and the empty streets
You wake up & your
stomach roars

You find the racoons
have already had their
way with your trash,
and ants have descended
to carry away whatever
morsels went unspoken for

The question now is whether
you return to your bed

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