Like a leather belt I am unlatched on the floor The untethered ball detached from the core Please don't pick me up perhaps it's my preferred form Please don't put me back I'm a dropped acorn If you mean well, leave me here Don't leave me here It's what I fear As a desert oak I wear a trench coat of thorns If you lean on me your skin might get torn Just a heavy wind I am a hurricane being A steady wave cursing all I'm seeing