A few weeks ago I took a picture of a rusty air conditioner  at the retirement community where my mom lives. I decided today to let this image inspire the poem here, which I rarely do. The poem "The Vulture and the Body" by Ada Limón also helped me get started, not the structure or even the style (which are well worth your time), but the idea of noticing something in your world and using it to reflect on something else. I was filing my mom's bird feeder when I took the picture, and voila, the poem you see here.