monday, august 14

it's almost cold this morning
after last night's rare storm
my plastic rainbarrel trashcan
is full to overflowing, and i collected
another seven gallons in jugs and buckets
with what we waste on hot showers and
the dishes, laundry and all that,
this conservation is probably an illusion
but i enjoy it.

p1k3 / 2006 / 8 / 14
tags: topics/poem