Night’s plastic cups

Poem’s reader gets nasty shock
Ending up in an unknown path

Strewn with night’s plastic cups.
He lands an empty plastic cup

As the epigram turns decadent
A glitter of a plastic eaten cup.

A happy sneer breeds on cup.
Melted content shines a dawn.

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