tossed aside

©Michael Cordiez

~special guest- Stephanie Anne

thrown off course when the navigation died, the thing that provides such comfort in times of need

swerving to avoid the puddles that envelope the world above and below

ditching dodges as the hole filled vacancies begin to grow

when there's nothing to listen to, the noise of the globe seems deafening in its silence

you're too smart to remember the way it sounded before the quiet, this still place

timeless, in its lack there of

coated in windless memories, singing softly behind the mirrored images of the long lost seashells

the approaching tree, knocked over in a fit of fury

it had to go when its time had come, riddled with poison and ready to die

the only thing tossed aside