insight into my mind

in front of city hall is a statue
of victory in honor of the dead
who served so bravely

i pass each day at 5:47pm
and think of their cold bones

Meanwhile,
down Merrimack Street on the corner of Kirk
St. Anne's church waits in gray-stoned silence
for more bones to sanctify

i pass each week on Monday
and imagine my oak casket

on the bridge by Pawtucketville Falls
children walk briskly
and miss the view

i pass above
with the turblance below.