this:

i know what it looks like
i imagined it

part of it is in a garage
in an old empty house
under a heavy tarp that no one’s lifted in years

the other half is wrapped around a tree
twisted metal that once smoked
that once was bled upon for the passengers it held

it hasn’t been moved either
from around the tree many miles away
too far for walking distance
too far for fighting distance

the sad little ghost
that sits protectively around either half
desperately sheltering them
but has nothing left to protect
it would be

useless

pointless

meaningless

to try to join the two halves
and make the metal whole again

because in the end it’s just metal