by Urico
but I think you have a great poem getting lost inside some extraneous material here--
I am the paper boat,
you float in the gutter
where am I when the rain stops?
new, you valued me so
when did I become clutter?
taking up space in a box
That is brief and, to me, very moving. It says everything you hint at in the rest of your poem. Just my opinion, but I think those six lines alone create a starkly beautiful piece. :)
Angie gave some very astute insight into this poem. It's like two poems in one, with similar messages. But in having it presented this way it appears the message has gotten lost.
Sooner or later we'll all join that innumerable caravan in the Caverns of the dead.