i am

i am an insignificant piece of garbage
in a wastepaper basket world
not unbearably gross or smelly
easy to ignore, sitting idle
to be seen if eyes looked
to be discarded when full.

i am a banana long overripe
sickly-sweet and hiding mold
left forgotten in some lunch bag
stored away for some such plan
forgotten and wasted without
except money hand to hand.

i am a calculator still on
missing keys and uncontrolled
in the place I said not to send me
my batteries hit rock bottom
left unfulfilled in my one function
to solve other people's problems.

i am a floppy disk pack
still unopened and never sold
lying next in the dump to
a computer without a drive
to hold me in as we wait
the thousand years to die.

i am and you are too.