The man sat on the bench, staring at a paper bag.

Everyday for 2 months, he came to see the bag’s decay.

Some strange play!

The man sat on the bench, staring at a plastic bag.

Everyday for a 1000 years, it came to see man’s decay.

Some strange play!

The black bin bag of time,

sweeps across the city streets,

plundering the beauty,

and making wonderous the grotesque.