conversation with the unborn

in the desert
painted or otherwise
the rusted hoop of a shod
wagon wheel

a wagon
a wooden box that was pulled
by domesticated bovine?
yes wagon

turns over as strong silica
born on rattlesnake trails whips
passed leaving one thin valley

for the love of...
its a reptile, hissing and venomous
tail like a rusty hinge?

a cactus standing proud
in what emerald and leather finery
can be had in arid

its a plant
yes that's right, covered in spines
a reservoir for the deserts tears

wasteland desolation looks
on as the silent visitor glides by
in its own shallow rut