Farewell Friend

I am the forgotten family member

.

suckled on the novelty of adoration

.

warm and fuzzy feelings

.

loved all over like a newborn

.

but what happens to devotion deferred?

.

does it dry up like a raisin in the Sun?

.

or does it just get focused on another one?

.

loneliness spells my days

.

loving dreams fill my nights

.

remembering the times when

.

i

.

was the apple of your eye

.

but it seems these days i am but the bone in your throat

.

muddy paws replacing little feet

.

pitter-patter

.

splitter-splatter

.

rolled-up frustration serves me

.

walking papers

.

as I realize

.

my standing—

.

whether on two or four—

.

Open doors induce my Exodus

.

      .

          .

                 .

                             .

                                                                        away.

.

.

.

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