I crusade the alleyways.
I check the dumpster for things thrown away-
the things that had To Go,
things that did not get to Stay.
There are so many things people refuse.
Some of them new most of them used.
I fantasize about discovering out there in the trash
a bag full of money, the amount disturbingly vast.
Or maybe that night i would happen to be
in the right place at the right time
for discovering jewelry.
A box overflowing with silver and gems!
Gold things and old things go hand in hand....

I am inside the dumpster doing a handstand
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