Undergrowth

All kinds of litter in the undergrowth
beer cans and liquor bottles
chief among them
shining in their dull blue
silver glory.
They send the thieves
and lowlifes out to spear
it all into some plastic bags
but it just replenishes
with every night
there is no one out to witness
the inevitable.

A seatless toilet
pale as all the headlights
rests wrapped in emerald grass
still wet from rain,
and is cleaner than the average.
A pink plastic bracelet
just past the apron of the road
stuck in some mud.
A teenage couple
roared by in his father’s car
she reached out just to feel the air
and it flew off
her soft sunburnt wrist
and landed there.