No Tire Basura/ Don't Toss Your Trash

5 April 2013

Northern cities make you think that
life, best lived, accords with rules.
When will we revolt?

Snapshot: Mexico. Along the roadside.
Miles of mesquite and smoky mountains and
periodic warnings:
No Tire Basura/ Don't
Toss Your Trash.

Piles of detritus mount against
the sign and

nowhere else.    

Notes
This poem is dedicated to my friend and student, Jakub Milcak; he knows why.
Photos were taken on the Halifax Commons, near the skatepark.