the railroad track no longer shines,
draped in a destitute coat of rust.
barbed edges, a sight for scraping eyes.
the track braces for the landing of a flaring cardinal
sitting perched on the track’s edges
mocking the world, compacted red like bullet wounds.
makes a tour spot of the wreckage
until it no longer feels welcome and darts away.
never so much a glance back
I remember abandonment is a symptom in all species.
Deon Robinson is an aspiring poet from Bronx, New York. He is a junior Creative Writing major from Susquehanna University. He likes dogs with short legs and eating enchiladas. His work can be found in several journals, on and off campus. Follow his misadventures and let him know what your favorite poems are on Twitter @djrthepoet.