Landfill
In my ponderings
of late
I've been chuckling
at fate
Or perhaps more
truthfully
fate's been chuckling
at me
And I asked myself
one day
If I were to
pass away
Would my absence
thus succeed
where my presence
failed indeed
Just by happenstance
to find
that my footsteps
crossed your mind?
For I feel like I've
been lost
Or more accurately
tossed
On the trash heap of
your past
to be rid of me
at last
While the maggots work
their way
through a friendship
in decay
It is very plain
to see
you no longer
value me
And so this is how
it ends
total strangers, once
close friends
Very well, I shall
depart
to the landfill in
your heart
© Mike Wise
4/17/18