Have the bin men bin?They’ve bin and goneUp before the morning shoneSwift as swallows, rarely seenIn their ravenous machine Hauling out the tubs of grimeRancid contents oozing slimeGulping down the bursting bags,A metal mouth that never gags This shadow caste that never moanThey know it falls to them aloneTo deal with what we all ignoreLestContinue reading “A Rubbish Poem”