Littered
Swept along by the unheeding,
knocked along the road
like an aluminum can
swirling in the wake of highway traffic,
rattling and tumbling in the breeze,
dented and frail,
scratched and scathed:
Rolling to a stop in the sandy grit,
she awaits the next twist of wind.
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