When I was a boy and people asked me

what do you want to be when you grow up

I said a garbage man because I thought

it would be fun to ride around town

hanging off the truck by one hand

like a pirate picking up treasure.


Today I would be told to clean up my act,

say garbage person, or better yet,

sanitary engineer.


But why should I, who suffered

years of calculus,

have to share


with a garbage person?


Because we all deserve a little respect

god damn it, that’s why.


So what the hell,

I’m calling myself



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