Accessory

No one’s left
when he returns.
They’ve
vacated
common spaces,
laughed their way
to other places.

Pay no bother
when he’s around.
Words ignore
and plans exclude,
but they keep him there;
convenient
steady spare.

Accessory
picked in passing.
Built to build,
to purpose and deploy.
Object of construction –
useless
without direction.

No time for him
or circle space.
Dust coats his name –
ill-fitting man,
uninvited guest.
New memories made
include him less.

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