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Monica
Poems
Nov 2016
Eyes on the Road
There is a water bottle
on the side of route 3.
It's blue and it's plastic
and it's ***** and old.
Reusable, but unused.
Just a piece of garbage
lying on the side of the road.
I look at that water bottle every day.
I take comfort in knowing it's there.
Through every season of
the last year and a half it
has remained in the same spot.
Sun beating down on it,
leaves gathered around,
covered in snow,
it stays where it began.
Whatever music I'm listening to,
whatever emotions I'm feeling,
through elation from a grade
or depression from a breakup,
the water bottle is there.
What a concept,
what a constant,
what a weird thing to notice
on the side of the road.
But there it is every day,
a ***** blue water bottle,
unmoving,
and unimposing,
but such a big part
of my daily routine.
Written by
Monica
Garwood
(Garwood)
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