the albatross
of past hurts
weighs heavy like
a fecal cross.
garbage heaps
expand for miles
waiting to become
compost piles
but worms won’t
even eat this stuff,
long since spoiled
and decomposed.
etheric mucus takes
up so much space.
the decongestion
happens too fast.
rejected detritus
sings a white flag
up the pole to wave
at half-mast.
organic junk.
