Feb 10, 2010 21:07
don’t toss me out
with the old beer bottles,
leftovers,
and curdled milk.
I deserve more
than the curb
where you change your oil.
let’s not forget the garbage
you gave me
the summer you came back
from your gentlemen’s army.
I am deserving of more than your
pension and honor,
after waiting and loving you still.