Armand Poetry

Welcome to Armand Poetry. The poems (and other words) here are composed for my own thought and amusement. Comment and discussion are welcome. -Amore, Armand-

Friday, April 29, 2005

Trash Day

I tug and pull on the black plastic trash can
weighted with damp grass and leaves
scraping the ground with a shuffling rhythm
avoiding the flies

To the curb in the fog of wakefulness
its bulging cracks soon to give way
plaintively aging from can to cannot
before the truck


  • At 5:58 PM, Anonymous My Mouth Is Made Up But My Mind Is Undone said…

    from can to cannot? I like it.


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