the newer trash and garbage to
the center of the alley
out in the streets it mostly
washes off the sidewalks
only some places leaving
a patch of dissolving paper
a drenched bum hurries past me
hoping to dry off and warm up
inside a city shelter
he scorned before the rain
a doll lies on the walkway
to the building where my apartment waits
a leg is broken off and someone
has stepped on its face
and I am glad it’s just a doll
a dog looks up at me
wags its tail
then carries off the doll
its tail still wagging
rain and dog cleaning up after us
and I am glad no more is needed
and particularly that I am not
part of this night’s debris
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