Rancid, oranges
and browns
and murky yellows;
Paired
with blacks, dense,
and sometimes
multiple greys.
Snow is piled high
both on
and in
bonnet and boot.
Where humans once sat,
wiry sprung frames are
all that remain
in place.
Gear stick, stuck
in place
forever
it will not shift, but
sticks up from the body
defiant.
Wheel has been
decorated with blisters and
bubbles and
has drooped a bit.
Painted panels
now close ranks and ripple
to shroud the
identity of the
fire-
starter.
Ashes to ashes,
rust to rust.
17/1/10
m.a.w