the boneyard

lies inside
and out
encircled
by tibias
blanched by the sun
breastplates of ribs
stacked
hiding from peering eyes
flanges of windows
ironclad and dim
the crackle of wheels
on crushed mandibles
announce the arrival
of new grist
for the boneyard
mill

inspired by: http://www.talesfromtheboneyard.com/

boneyard

invisible
encroaching
insubstantial
evervescent
inconsequential
erudite
incandescent
elegy

what happened

what happened
to February
it's April

what happened to winter
it's spring

what happened to
laughing
giggling
smiling

it's been saddened away
sheltered for
better days to come

what happened to life
it's
gone