This poem was set in the future where the waste built up and almost completely took over, it resembles great mountain ranges and “waste slides” are a common “natural” disaster.  The speaker has been caught in a “waste slide” which devastated the area in which it took place, they look around and cannot see another living person. The waste acts like quicksand and slowly sank this person to their demise, suffocating them in waste.  They come to terms with their fate and wishes the waste “quicksand” would end their life sooner as they are reminded of the horrible conditions they have been living in. This poem is my take on environmental awareness.