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tracks clatter to the distance.
twin strips of gleaming metal,
welded with rivets, sweat, grease.
gleaming tracks,
wiped clean.
free
of flesh shards, blood,
detritus, grime.
hammered strips of gleaming metal
meet someplace
where flowers
in memory
blood-red hibiscus, lilywhite
steal jealous color
from a widow’s ripped life.