Litter At Sunrise
Poem and Photograph By Drem
“Sometimes you come upon the telltale signs of Urbania-
This is city life.
But every so often, you get up really early.
So early it’s before the sun is even awake.
And you go outside.
Walk around aimlessly.
Wait, wait, wait.
Wait patiently for the sun to come back from its sleep.
And when she does come back up,
she lights the sky in lovely shades of orange and blue
and purple and pink.
the litter on the ground looks so pretty.
For a moment, it’s changed. “