the body

somber, leaden clouds
cardinal in the snow
target found in a hail
of deadly fire, loud
a corpse buried, below
food for worm and snail



use me
then discard me

it’s okay
I have no purpose in life
but to serve you

use me
then drop me

I’ll understand
I’m just a wrench
and you need your nuts tightened

use me
then abuse me

it won’t hurt
when you break me
and find something new

use me
then leave me

I’ll be alright
someone else will need a tool
and I’ll be there, waiting