when they die we talk not about where
they were found but
their bodies, while they're presumed to be elsewhere,
report to one another the
condition of the remnants
the leftovers, and still
speak in the possessive,
incredible that in death the body is both their jettisoned thing
and not them,
as if we'd return it, given the opportunity
a scarf we'll hang on to on the off chance
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