Into the Grime of their Being

It's a good thing I'm one of those
'invisible in public' kind of people
leaves me room to observe,
to find areas of ruin
amongst places of prestige,
searching out little spots of decay,
tiny piles of detritus...
enjoying the sneezes
directly caused by staring at the sun.

I wash the meat
of the patty
of that hamburger
you said you'd let me finish;
doing this at home
I recycled the beef
to feed some cockroaches
living under my bed.
I'm into the grime of their being
is why I take care of them.
Living in garbage-environments.

When I'm away I check the streets
for gum and old oil spills,
on sunny days twisting
the slightly viscous tar
filling the cracks in the pavement
at a unreasonably expensive parking lot.



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