rust

The bottom of the coffee can
   is covered with rust
   except for a palm print
      where it still shines
we humans are a greasy lot in summer
   and be damned to find it’s always summer
the rusting coffee can
   probably doesn’t care, and might
      even enjoy the contrast human contact
   has made—I was touched once it says
and everything dies    slowly

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