Ode To A Garbage Pail

Contained therein lies a mélange
of bittersweet orange rinds
and earthy potato peels,
attempting to blend harmoniously
with once-desired red meat
and yellowish-white egg shells.

The aroma gently wafts
in undulations
toward unwilling yet receptive nostrils,
like shimmering heat waves
from ebony asphalt
on an airless midsummer's afternoon.