I prefer
to take out the trash
when it's dark.
The dumpster
is adjacent
to a ghost town
playground.
I like to take
my time.
After I hoist
my bag
& swing it in
& scatter the
swarming flies,
I stand in the middle
of the rotting food stink
& lift my face to the sky.
I am moved
so crashingly!
The midnight clouds pass
& shine silvery.
I can't imagine
where else
I'd long to be.
I stand
beside this dumpster
betweeen
an asphalt gravel shore
& a dry old mulchy sea
& I'm in love!
I'm in love!
I am everywhere
& free.