Life Is Like A Simile

I've decided to leave society temporarily.
I can only relate to a few, and
now, we have become mere digital
immigrants together on the east coast.

I retreat to live amongst the pure
and the dead sprouting from trees
because I have faith in nothing.

Humanity and this growing
societal wild have become trite
while lost in the realm
between assets and liabilities—

I search for something amongst
all of my nothings and

like the use of a clever simile,
I have become clichéd.