I am pathetic in missing you
and useless.
I am the pith of an orange
torn off with your impatient fingers
to get to the sweetness that
lies beneath.
I am the dry leaf
curled on the walk
swirling round and round myself
in the breeze
till you step on me
and crush me to the bricks.
I am the hair you lose
in the shower, unaware
how I fail to cling to you
and slip from your shoulders,
drowning in the drain.

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