Who were you that whisked yourself.
Away from my poor circumstances.
So you didn't have to watch me.
Fall apart.

At least.
I guess.  T
That's what.
You told yourself.

And,
me.

I don't mind.

Everyone is temporary.
A single serving something or other.
That I talked to a while.

But,
Got too involved in the fantasy.
Of what I could be.

I have nothing.
To prove to you.
Nothing to teach.

So waft away like a breeze.
Floatsam hovering in a cyclone.
Disappear into the horizon.
As the darkness envelops a kaleidoscopic sunset..

Sad I wouldn't do what you wanted me to do.

As precise as it was in your head.

This is my ode.
To my disposable.
Nature.

And the comfort.
In giving up.

We are stuck on this planet,
Thanks to a giant magnet,
Like pins in a voodoo doll,
So none of us can fall.

Should the gravity pull be lost,
We will face the maximum cost,
We will be unstuck and float away,
Like floatsam in less than a day.

In every direction towards endless space,
And disappear forever without a trace.