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