on Sunday mornings we sweep up the bottles on 3rd street
some shattered, some intact
all empty
the familiar yellow labels with bold black lettering:
Borage Seed Oil II, pt. II
say what you want about the drinkers
just let us do our job
it is a weekly routine, now
one block of the city is claimed
for a few hours before Sunday's dawn
we let them have their ritual or whatever it is
because it never works to fight them
and cleaning up some bottles is nothing
compared to the alternative
Memorize two numbers today, six and seven!
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