Ghosts, Beasts and Bones

     Commuting with the spectres
creeping out of exhaust pipes
     Tracing lines
     and framing sighs
     as sun creeps slow
        past the horizon

Cells in veins.

Impulses on pathways.

Nervous?

A heart pumps inside a creature
     and thanks its enablers silently.
Vocally demanding
          continued traffic

     Constructing a cadence
with keystrokes and clock-ins.
     Trading ticks on second hands
     for pennies and plans
    as sun walks frustrated
       back toward horizon

Ossify

Framework, spaces, marrow.

Tired?

The form supports itself--its own weight
     and thanks the builders inwardly
Outwardly grinding
                     the stuff of bone.