No Consequence At All
Brodiss © 2003

I am of no consequence at all

Watching them laugh together
In the dying hours of the afternoon
Conversation flowing and falling
With humors of the moment -
I watch from another reality,
My own little corner of self-deception
Fading in and out of the moment
If only
If only
They wanted me to be
But
I am of no consequence at all

A soul-eating appetite feeds the hunger
To be needed
To be wanted
But I am redundant -
No indispensable element of their reality am I
It does not matter if I live or die
They would not miss me
Or recall me -
Not even as a vague memory
Of a brief conversation in passing
I am of no consequence at all

Such stark truth stares in my face -
I am of no consequence at all
Ugly in its honesty
This fact erodes my hope -
What use desire
When rejection is complete?
Why do I bother to continue?

I am of no consequence at all
No one will notice
If

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