I Don’t Know You

I hunted for you,
in amongst all the garbage.
You were determined to stay
safe, in the familiar decay
of the rotting piles of people-
equally as bent on holding
you down.
Lies, flawless.
You became the victim
with such conviction.
I applaud you.
I wish you well,
in your cardboard hell.
I won’t be here when it rains.