on a slush disturbed day
the Mountain-Dew bottle hurled buoyantly but flawlessly
towards the intersection of Niagara Falls Blvd.
boastfully rolling courageously towards the broth colored Toyota Sienna.
you could almost see a tear come down my eye
as I watched the carcass catapult backwards, back towards the sidewalk.
I witnessed the recyclable tip, gently kiss the back tire.
but lawful scientific rejection
discarded the plastic into a different lane
called oncoming traffic.

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