Jun 2024
FROM EPOCH TO EON
the fossils live
in a cardboard box
under her bed
dust on the fossils
the soft patina of time
a wet fingertip makes them shine
ammonites and echinoids
are her friends
she hasn't any human friends
500 million years just
a
snip
she scrapes the humans
off the landscape
imagines glaciers out for a stroll
a fossil perched upon
a piano
absorbing the music
the grandfather clock
( each second long as an age )
at odds with the cuckoo clock
its half past
a millenium
or two
the little yellow road
threading itself through the countryside
the patchwork quilt of fields
at the end of the road
the moon waiting patiently
for her to catch up
*
I tried to contain time in all its many facets whether it be told by fossil or in human terms or by clock or by clocks that have lost time or clocks that have time on their hands or however we humans tried to gauge it...and so...it goes.....the tick of the tock.
the fossils live
in a cardboard box
under her bed
dust on the fossils
the soft patina of time
a wet fingertip makes them shine
ammonites and echinoids
are her friends
she hasn't any human friends
500 million years just
a
snip
she scrapes the humans
off the landscape
imagines glaciers out for a stroll
a fossil perched upon
a piano
absorbing the music
the grandfather clock
( each second long as an age )
at odds with the cuckoo clock
its half past
a millenium
or two
the little yellow road
threading itself through the countryside
the patchwork quilt of fields
at the end of the road
the moon waiting patiently
for her to catch up
*
I tried to contain time in all its many facets whether it be told by fossil or in human terms or by clock or by clocks that have lost time or clocks that have time on their hands or however we humans tried to gauge it...and so...it goes.....the tick of the tock.
