I'm a Trash Can

If I don't throw it away then I'm a trash can. ~ Kay S

The debris that sticks to the container.
Food that drops on the floor,
no matter h0w many seconds.
Food left on the plates,
you alone in the kitchen to clean.a
That almost perfect cookie
someone tossed in the trash.
It calls. It pleads. It tempts.
It antagonizes. Why is it easy
for others to ignore it
but not for me? I can save it,
put it to the intended purpose,
nourishment. But I don't need nourishment.
I need sanity. If I don't throw it away,
if I don't let it go, then I'm not a hero
saving it for those poor starving people.
I'm a trash can.