The Smallness Of Insignificance Poem by Melati Hussein

The realisation of one’s insignificance,
is a cold knife driven slowly into the back

No excuse for being always late.

Talk of an implicitly excluded future
Social engagements slip off the tongue,
with a laugh
that sounds like cheap hollow silver.

Green eyes clog with brown mud,
water threatens to run over

The future rolls on
Separately, with no thought

The voice twists the knife just a bit more,
with a smile.

To conclude and confirm,
the insignificance of the other

Of me.