A Creative Green
A unique expression on the waste issue from a unique perspective
Hi there,
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I am a bin
Your humble biographer
Wherever I may be
Beside the kitchen sink yawning in the morning to catch your cereal packet or an unwashed peanut butter jar
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Standing on the landing at University you pass me everyday occasionally greet me with a screwed up tissue.
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At lunchtime I watch open-mouthed as you forage fridges of film-wrapped sandwhiches.
Waste. Produce of haste.
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You haven’t seen what my grown-up brothers do who graduated into industry or work at the supermarkets on the night-shift.
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Finished lunch. Yum - a wooden fork and knife.
At last something but plastic.
Though they’re not going to biodegrade
In a rubbish dump sealed anaerobically.
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I have a cousin. He’s a bit of a hippie.
Got his head dyed green.
Thinks he can take most things
Calls himself a recycling bin
He sends two-thirds of his earnings overseas for developing nations to deal with.
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Evening. Black Friday.
You come in with a discounted ready meal
I feel a fuzzy feeling, like a stocking on Christmas day.
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I am tired
But there is no time for rest
Many miles away
Oceans churn
Incinerators burn
My belly ends and landfill begins.