A Poem to Those Who Should Have Known Me Better- If You Ever Read This I Hope You Know Who You Are.

Please, get your face
out of my space
so I can fix your mistakes
because I cannot be replaced

by automatons in ties
who have died inside
and who linger way too long

so do not try to shake my hand
instead look at my finger
and I have altered my mind
I am going bigger

so I will see you later
alligators with your
crocodile
smiles

and I will not look back
until I am miles
away and I cannot see
the whites of your lies.