Stoned

by on April 15, 2009 :: 0 comments

I am poured concrete,
fossilized excretions,
nematodes in
forgotten boxes.

That which you want
does not exist,
in my world,
water doesn’t flow,
bile is never coughed.

I lead,
by drastic change
and life saving
necessity,
a bloodless life.

So dig
if you must,
drill all you will.
I am
an archeologist’s dream,
an abandoned civilization.

You cannot find
what you seek.

I am a stone…

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