Vestigial Poems

Tailbone verses
  hang underlines
where marginalia are fading.
The attentive
went elsewhere
to drink with tonsils
no longer extant. 
Long hair,
   fingernails,
     eyebrows,
       faces,
each skipped their trim
to make pointed
the idea of growth via decay. 
Every metaphor
meets its analogical match
on the other side
of the look-out glass:
the tower with a window
that only sees inside.
To get to the reason
for being:
it was written.
So it was.