In the company of weeds

intrada:

there go the congregants 

each vying to nab the attention

of a disinterested God.

1.

when my ash is collected during the big sweep

it'll be on its own without the body which produced it.

it'll be scattered somewhere,–– 

maybe adjacent to the abandoned railroad tracks

keeping company with weeds and occasional

young lovers leaning in on the down low.

1B.

within its living body the ash used to know a thing or two.

but it won't know where that final place will be without its body.

and with or without its body it won't know how it will get there.