A BIG, GRAY GRANITE ROCK

A MID-SIZED STATION WAGON

HALF BURIED IN PINE BARRENS SOIL

 

ONE DAY, I SPLAYED MY BODY

ACROSS ITS BROAD BACK

RIDING THIS ELEPHANT

OVER 10,000 YEARS

WEATHERED TO THE PATINA

OF A GRAVESTONE

 

I LAY FACE DOWN

TO STARE AT TWO SQUARE INCHES

A SMALL CITY OF LICHEN, ALGAE, TINY MOSSES

 

MY TOUCHSTONE

MY KEYSTONE

MY OASIS

IN A BROWN/GREEN FOREST

CLOSETED IN ISOLATION

 

A MAN WITH A CAN OF BLUE SPRAY PAINT

DECIDED ON A MAKE OVER FOR MY BOULDER

HE SQUIGGLED CIRCLES

HIS INITIALS

HIS BEARDED FACE

HE STOLE MY GEM

MY ISLAND RESPITE

MY JEWEL IN THE CORE