Here is where

the abandoned lie,

framed in stone,

adorned by flowers and

crowned by holy branches.

Some find repose

in the stern solitude of

ancient rock and orchids

slipping into place under skies

that blossom and bruise.

Some don’t.

Some people

prefer life alone,

disappearing from

human sight,

blending into concrete skies,

while others

will forever hunt the nameless.