#NPM Day 8- To Be Used And Broken Down

#NationalPoetryMonth

Prompt: Objection of broken boxes

But, I can still be used.

Yet, I'm being broken down.

Irony?

My composition,

most likely,

other broken down vessels before me

could have also been used,

yet, there they are destroyed

and here I am being broken down.

Irony?

And for what?

Space?

If that were the case

you wouldn't have gotten that non-necessity on the first place

but I'll be back.

They always bring us back.

They always come back.