Plastic Sun Set – Unhinged Poem 2020TOO

As the sun sets,

and the stars rise,

I see a difference in your eyes,

an emptiness I cannot deny,

and then I stop,

a look again,

and see the image of another me,

standing before me,

being me for me,

while I am nothing,

I am a tree,

a plastic something,

setting,

while the sun draws a new day,

and I am no more,

for I have gone away…

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