Untied and United

The limbs of the deer
Are loose on the road.
This one has been rolled.

The thoughts of the child
Still circling the skull
Of the elderly

Patient by the side
Of the corridor,
Intact and disjoint.

The way sentences
Snarl like fishing lines
And have to be cut,

Copula severed
From both the subject
And object, is a.

How long will it take
For flesh to let go,
For corpse to be bones?