on   a   trash   heap

The old motor is silent
& battery drained

Me spark plugs have corroded
& chasis needs a change

This vehicle has cum to a standstill
far from any freeway

Near the windshield
a marker states:
Tow-Away Zone

As an towtruck hauls away
the junk of this body

A dark blue
1955 Buick convertible
is marked for recycling

Ron: So this is how we end up – on a trash heap?
Lis: Essentially. Feels weird to know that we are living on a mountain of bones, eh?
Ron: I guess we have to make peace with our own skeletons. Sometimes that's not easy.
Lex: We should thank the skeletons of the past for allowing us to experience this moment.
Once we have a sense of gratitude, peace is effortless.