No One

On my morning walk
though it could have been
the afternoon
or evening
I ambled past
an old milk carton
piebald like a cow
and the next day and
the next
I grew angrier
no one
had picked it
up. One day
certain
that no one cared
I picked it up myself
and saw
no one.

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