On Sundays and Wednesday late
I roll out the garbage can to the sidewalk
to be collected the next day
I look into the night sky
and see there the candle stars and other debris
I recognize I had a more hairier ancestor than I
who did the same thing a hundred thousand years ago
the trash from the cave
the candle stars and other debris
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