Here I am

on the side of the road

tossed from a window

with straw and lid

I am the plastic cup

that you got from the hamburger place

that held the drink

which you did not even finish

now I sit here in the weeds

among the other convenience trash

the plastic straws

the plastic bags

the aluminum cans

all of us together

waiting for the years to roll by

or until the road crew comes along

and shreds us to pieces

in the meantime we are here

fellow eyesores

trash thrown away but not forgotten

because it will take a long long time

for us to break down

or for the rain to wash us down to the sea

where we will float for years

and continue our damage

ugly remnants

of a throw-away civilization

lasting reminders of

the indifference of man.