I saw the can collector today
lying in the street
sleeping, not
men in uniform stood
and knelt
around him
it was than I noticed his bike
twisted like a child’s toy
beneath the stained tires
of an SUV
hefty bags torn
aluminum cans strewn
about the road
recyclable tombstones
candle less memorials
honoring the passing
of a simple man
lying in the street
sleeping, not
men in uniform stood
and knelt
around him
it was than I noticed his bike
twisted like a child’s toy
beneath the stained tires
of an SUV
hefty bags torn
aluminum cans strewn
about the road
recyclable tombstones
candle less memorials
honoring the passing
of a simple man
