February 9
Wednesday
Garbage day!
See, I told you it would come
Without warning
And too soon
Of course, all the work is done
On Tuesday evening
Loading the three bins
And dragging them to the curb
To be picked up at
6 am on Wednesday morning
After which some errant person
Or ghost
Or friendly neighbor
Who’s up at 6 am
Drags our empty cans
Across the rocks
From the curb to the side of the house
Near where I sleep
I wake up continuously
During this operation
But what can I do
Somebody wants to be helpful
And why should I interfere with their
Generous impulse
I decided to be grateful
It feels much better than
That other thing I was feeling
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