Recycle My Words Poem by Maya Hanson

Recycle my words like the dying sun
the candy wrapper you don't notice beneath your feet
the one you leave stuck in the car door
when you go back to the warmth

So I'll just stay here in the corner
and keep leaving things behind
all my dreams crueler than sleep

Recycle my words like I can tell you want to
I'll crumple them up for you
but after you toss them I'll follow behind you
steal them back, build them into something more