Mal Webb Litter
Litter on the wing
Fly above me
Flutter in the wind
And swoop over parked cars
Perches high up in a tree
And flapping plastic feathers
Seem to say "You created me
Then you treat me with disdain
As I wash down the drain
To where frogs are croaking
And dolphins choking"
Litter on the wing
High above me
At the whim of the wind
Dart behind brickwork
Much maligned reminder that our refuse
Knows no refuge in a deluge
Poly poltergeists
Refuse to refrain from romping in the rain
These remains that taunt us
Remain to haunt us
