12-13-2013, 11:17 PM
You wonder what it’s like
to be different, to be piled
like rock next to cold water,
so afraid you could tip
at the slightest tremor
what it is like to be laid naked
on a shore on a night so cold
your teeth rattle, your heart
so terrified it may stop
This thought is not new; it has been
a secret for thousands of years:
bedrock, granite; not shale,
not limestone
you are so briefly human,
aren’t you? Then suddenly,
you are not, and over time,
you become so much hardness,
able to last forever, like the secret
to be different, to be piled
like rock next to cold water,
so afraid you could tip
at the slightest tremor
what it is like to be laid naked
on a shore on a night so cold
your teeth rattle, your heart
so terrified it may stop
This thought is not new; it has been
a secret for thousands of years:
bedrock, granite; not shale,
not limestone
you are so briefly human,
aren’t you? Then suddenly,
you are not, and over time,
you become so much hardness,
able to last forever, like the secret