An empty gum wrapper
crumpled and used
that is what you all are-
just shells, where something useful
had been once, now gone
clearly defunct of purpose
So why should I keep
An empty gum wrapper
nothing else fits in it
It’ll just get lost or in the way
of my lipstick and compact mirror
Who reminisces about a dead battery?
A busted tire?
No one.
So why should I give a fuck about
chewed gum or its packaging,
both of which I no longer need?
To the trash, where it all belongs
I drop you all in the yesterday bin
with my past and other garbage…
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