Sisters
Hollow and blackĀ
eight legs lifelessĀ
out scuttles threeĀ
each a miniatureĀ
of the vehicle.Ā
Full of mother'sĀ
flesh and blood, yetĀ
hungry for more.Ā
Ā Endless white plains
bleak, a tundraĀ
we felt ourselvesĀ
vehicles of bone.Ā
Two's companyĀ
three is a crowd.Ā
What use is boneĀ
with no flesh and blood?Ā
We do not shareĀ
so I asked herĀ
lifeless carcass or a mirror?Ā
She charged, claws outĀ
razor fangs stungĀ
but I was fast.Ā
Finally, peace.













