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I Take Out The Garbage


by Daniel Harris


When I was five,

My mother, who was pregnant with my second brother,

Asked me to take out the garbage.

I took out the garbage.

 

When I was ten,

My mother, who was pregnant with my sister,

Asked me to take out the garbage.

I took out the garbage.

 

When I was a teenager,

Living at home, my father said,

Washing the dishes and taking out the garbage

Are your chores.

I took out the garbage,

 

When I lived alone,

I took out the garbage.

When I was married,

I took out the garbage.

 

When I was divorced,

I took out the garbage.

When I remarried,

I took out the garbage.

 

My wife is now blind,

I cook the meals,

I clean the house.

I take out the garbage.

 

Last night,

I took out the garbage.

A neighbor saw me,

Do you always take out the garbage?

 

Yes, but I like the cool night air,

I have done it all my life.

You have a life of garbage,

She said. I replied,

A poet takes the garbage out.

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