My Trash In Your Area...

One man's trash anther's treasure
Where you chose to live, mind the area
Everyday is dumping day here
This is the place i do it so stand clear

Sweet moments unwrapped, joys unkempt
The build up from any pain can be swept
Garbage trucks have a distinct sound
Anything that needs out is sort till found

Now it may be addressed to you
My sharp looks, steers, words, thoughts, and mindset too
You came across my dumping ground
A home has one, in all should one be found

If you sound like a trash truck, or
garbage man, pardon please the swinging door
A few choice words, expressions gaze
Can or will be found on much lighter days

I have a front door if you care
All civilize folk can meet and greet there
Should you chose not to bother
Or if you don't want to blow your cover

Hang out here if you still chose too
Long as you remember i clean till through
Should you find something worth keeping
If you pull out pack back up, none reaping