nostalgic

there are less
stoves
in the woods these
days.
not as many
olive
green refrigerators
with doors
half off their hinges,
or rust stained
bathtubs
sitting
there amongst
the leaves
and squirrels,
raccoons making
homes.
there is less junk
tossed down
the hill,
televisions with
rabbit ears,
paint cans and debris,
cars rolled on
flat tires
into
the streams.
less oil rainbows
in the pond.
things aren't what
the used
to be.