bummer boomerang

Judged by the company I keep
I'm an idiot human,
Lonely and under-loved
Misused overwrought maligned
Dismissed turbulent full of fight,
Fighting for peace
Building match bridges
Over quagmires for a hobby
Got no sleep
Got no kind morning
Got cobwebs and a fleeting boner
Half a century of company
I'm a willing idiot less and less
Good riddance I elegantly move the spider
From the porch corner
She tiny slides down her thread of escape
And is airlifted to some crushed yard flowers
That's the best I can do
Helping 6 leggy friends stay agile
I mean fragile
I'm an idiot.