Go ahead and discard me

Dispose of me in the garbage can

I’m recyclable

I can be reused

After the cleaning

After being sterilized

You will find me again

In a shelf

For good use and purpose


Ready to serve you

Again and again

Until the matter I’m made of

Becomes so thin, so perishable

So useless…

Then you won’t find me

Not even in the trash –

Where you could’ve collected me

And saved me –

There I will be

Just ash…