the stars were like those stuck in an orchard while train cars passed and two animals had no where to escape to
surrounded by four ceiling high mirrors
each holding a vessel of her heart
one a key hung from wire in a room where blood fell from a grizzlies nose
two a fountain in which the color of pain flowed like heroin being shot through shared veins
three a star spangled flag running crimson stripes into a sheet of hand woven roses
four a tiny being in a printed dress laid to rest.
Her hair turned black.