The Man Who Talked to Garbage Bins

The man who talked to garbage bins
didn't exist at all.
As he stood and talked to a friendly bin,
his fellow humans passed by him,
and didn't see him at all.

The man who talked to garbage bins
would sometimes talk to me,
but my ears were deaf and my eyes were blind,
I couldn't be seen around his kind,
so I didn't hear him at all.

The man who talked to garbage bins
was just a drunk you know.
His mouth was slack and his eyes were bleary,
his pants would be wet, and his shoulders weary,
but nobody noticed at all.

The man who talked to garbage bins
doesn't exist at all.
He hasn't been seen around of late,
and no-one talks to the bin, his mate,
and nobody cares at all.