Wings lay abandoned
by the side of the road

Alone
spine in tact

Tree stumps in the front yard

Legs from a distance
Look good

In a book
You will find no greater meaning
To these words

Ask me not the
Burning flowers say

The irrelevant rich
Growing hearts at the Cemetery

The importance of guns

The freedom to conceal
Our acne scars

We covet the sores

All share a place on the beach
In the sun

Anticipating the work

Praying on toilet seats