Without You

Without you I’m an incomplete circle A divided square, rectangular, unequal Loosing shape, my fall has no impact Burning out in the atmosphere like a comet Undead, I’m brittle in the sun Palling without my medicine A buffoon without my Whitherspoon Scared of the moon, a cartoon I walk unevenly, off balance A laughing stock without any defence An empty wine glass on display A smoking cigar without an ashtray Bitter all my life like vinegar A creature of bad habits, a voyageur Trivial to the best of my knowledge A block of ice in an empty fridge