Tanis Franco: one poem
SAILOR GARBAGE
What garbage you are.
What garbage
you are.
What simmering garbage.
What are you
simmering
garbage?
Here are the things that are eternal:
1. Garbage
2. Others
I’ll become a guardian
of garbage.
A sailor senshi
of trash
and light.
and light.
Her planet of
blue and black
clear and green
bags
glinting.
She accepts this trash,
this leftover space debris
and protects it
for as long as it wishes to remain.