at all the garbage along side the tracks.
There are always tires, so many ties,
and shopping carts, lots of beer cans,
but sometimes there is an old Santa decoration,
a dead animal, a discarded toilet,
old signs, aluminum siding, pipes of all sizes,
abandoned apiaries, downed fences,
tables, chairs, tiles,
loads of boxes of varying materials,
and one day a dead body.
Out of sight, out of mind,
but littered with stories, I'm sure.