prairie

[slowlyunfolding]

ribcage exposed
lying in a field
grass growing through the spaces
that you once inhabited
the honesty of bleached bone
arching into clear blue sky
fields rolling away
as far as the eye can see
turning into a patchwork quilt
from the plane overhead
the sparkle of cars
or tractors
barely moving down below
so small
you're invisible
and forgotten
only the rabbits
and foxes visit
stealing past you
at night