Not on the menu

  Showing signs of wear. Guessing
that is why was tossed.

  Not to consider anything else. Tokens
that were important, now lay discarded.

   Treasures carefully chosen pulled, torn
apart.

   

    Distance creates a great earth shattering
quake. Maybe it was necessary to leave
all behind.

    Not looking for past pieces. Just
sleeping and viewing. Watching a movie
played in my mind.

   Words play off each other just as
you and I did. Figure that is why
I wasn't option.

   Not even on the menu planted
in your roots. No wonder all the creation
of lost stories.

   Of times only you had, we did
not share. Why I am a passing glance. A
black mark in a book you wrote decades
ago - only seconds yet centuries.

   Shrugs. No wonder I was a machine
you had to have. Didn't want the emotions I shared.

              Sorry I cared.