with    
layers of        
of timely geology

carve me well...  

granite            
hardness      
hollowed
deep


&
through
such cannons
rivers              
run...         
      
       flowing    
                          snaked
          in 
fingers  
   scratched    

across    
   an age of  
dust

- floored-

with  
            mouths of    
silence    
open  
    
         in  
blue    
shallow  
depths

  of  
    breath
        
&  
abandoned

~buried~

**finds