Trash Talk

Some days I wake up
And words fall from me
Clattering onto cans
Like I’m a conduit for recycling
But the occasional phrase
Meant for landfill
Finds its way through
Confusion over
Ambiguous terms
I am unsure of
Whether the contents
Can be turned into tins
Or if they’re meant to fester
In an incineration pit
But the backlog of burning
Leaves some free to siphon
And others simply don’t care
About their environment

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Trash Talk

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