Monday, April 13, 2009
spring is coming
As the snow begins its big melt, all sorts of garbage re-appears on the landscape. Walking over the overpass these last few days has revealed much garbage strewn all winter long onto the ground, as well as grocery bags snagged onto tree branches like cheap plastic decorations. A fuzzy toss cushion tossed out a car window lies on the other side of the guard rail. A dirty pair of acid green men's Stanley underwear is tangled up around a dried up tansy. I yank Musti's leash. An expensive skater boy's jacket lies in a muck coated snow pile. And, of course, oodles and oodles of cigarette packages, paper coffee cups, aluminum pop cans, chip bags, chocolate wrappers, blue hairspray bottles, clear mouthwash bottles and broken glass from beer bottles and liquour bottles lie everywhere you eye rests. And down by the road that leads to where I let the dogs free, an old rusty bed spring springs to view.