i take out the trash
and come back inside
and my wife is getting
into the kitchen garbage can
and she tells me to take her out
and put her with the
rest of the trash
so i pick her up by the
handles of the garbage can
and carry her out
and put her with the rest
of the trash
and she looks very happy there
and i wish i could join her
bu t she tells me
it doesn't work that way
someone has to put you here
she says
someone besides yourself
she says
she cannot move until the
garbage men come
on thursday morning
to pick her up
and take her to the promised land
and then i see what its all about
and ask her
how can she leave me here
all alone with everything else
taking out the trash
every day
thinking of her
thinking of how one day
i took her out with the trash
and set her free
and i see that she is crying
and she is saying she is sorry
that it had to be like this
and how great i was to
do all of this for her
that she knew i would
and that is why
she loves me so much
she keeps sobbing those words
sobbing
that's why i love you
i stand there
looking at her
sitting there in the trash
telling me that's why
she loves me
and after awhile i go back inside
and read the paper
fix myself some dinner
have a drink and go to bed
i don't even hear the garbage truck
when it pulls up in front of my house
i don't even hear the garbage men
setting down the empty cans
on my driveway
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