Months of neglect,
evidence of irresponsibility,
a conspicuous reminder of
careless inaction, or contempt
for our surroundings.
Temperatures rising, rain
washing away our salt and sins;
random dog shit, cigarette butts,
society’s single-use solutions,
evidence of our irresponsibility.
We don’t change,
but time does. In time.
These longer days, will we slowly
wake from our suspect slumber,
or try a little harder.
Enthusiasm is an option.
It is not spring,
but it’s close enough.

© 2019 j.g. lewis