Dust

*The disappointment of an unfinished project

I tinkered long and hard
I tried to build you up
nothing but scraps of metal
I tried to put you together
but as the tie grew short
I saw I could not finish
and had to resort
to giving up.

I watched you sit
as I lingered on
to this and that
and more important things
the dust gathered, here and there
from the absence of my hand.

As I traveled on my way
I looked back,
and all I saw was dust.

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