one piece

there is no skin
to protect us, and
the buzzards
are just pecking
at our meat.

we lie here,
exposed,
in the afternoon
july sun.

shade is only
20 miles away.

i can see his big face,
with his big fat smile
eclipsing the sun.

and this doesn't help,
because i'm here,
and he's there,
and the lines of communication
have been snipped
by a beautiful brain
that cared
just a little too much.

but i'll see you.

i'll see you just as soon
as my flesh is picked
clean,
and my brain is intact
in one peace.