Ponder

I guess the loud noises outside,

The human voices,

Are the garbage.

Quite literally, they are the landfills across the country

In spirit

They speak.

They are not people.

They are the garbage.

 

And my brother sneezes.
And I snap back to reality.
Thank you.

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