does all the trash go?
the orange
peels
the pink
toilets, the newspapers
and empty
cans of beans.
where does
the broken mirror go,
the shoes,
the clothes,
the oil cans
and tools.
where does that turkey
carcass go,
the table scraps,
the old
phones,
the rusted trombone?
on what hill do they
die on,
or go under
with a blanket of grass
to hide
them?
i don't know.
i don't want to know.
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