I saw it standing there
all alone on the side of the road
it had the number 5 on it
and nothing else
The black paint was chipped
faded from the sun’s beating
its wooden post strangled by weeds
a memorial no one sees
Years had passed, no letters writ
a flag permanently dislodged
dented seams, its door askew
rust giving way to time…
it had the number 5 on it
and nothing else
at all