a body
–             walking
along its edge
–                          railing
–               you painted orange

for bear season and
the salmon have left
between the couch cushions
their scales. along with stains
a season of living things
alter the river bed. rising from
the unfinished corpse the indebted soul.

made of bones. they rattle

like aluminum cans on fresh pavement.
they marry distance with
–                                           sound
clothed by a blue sky they
take nutrients

from the dead dead ground.