I am a broken crowbar

(An out of work scarecrow)

Most of what I am is nothing

That anyone needs to know.

Like stagnant brackish water

Dissipating fumes, or a child

That feels neglected because

They’re not the one abused.  

Improbable – like fire underwater

Impractical – like ice on snow

Like a politician’s lies:

I’ve just come to accept it.

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