left
abandoned
left in the cold to whatever may come
the huddling masses surround me and the dump me
like so much nothing
like i am but a toy for their entertainment
to be discarded upon boredom
they see me
they laugh
they ignore
they dont love
they never truly will
i watch them make the usual moves:
a laugh
a comment behind their hands
a crudely drawn picture
a quick-spreading lie
i watch them
and laugh
silently
i see them at the time of their desecration of me
i quickly
silently
sometimes tearfully
make my escape
i see them later
and i stroll out
into their view
radiating all the beauty i have
no more beautiful than anyone
only having made the discovery of it
they see and notice
i do not know if they regret their actions
but i know they haven't hurt me in the least
and i smile
