i want to live as a rock
the beauty of compressed minerals
lasts forever.
it is one that doesn't always shine,
exteriorly.
even as they crumble,
into shattered light fragments
remaining stagnant in particles,
they are gorgeous in anticipation
of the moment in which they will
bond throughout to witness time
together
in different design,
in several shades.
they fall into natural combinations,
committing to one another until
the next occurrence of weight
breaks the elemental epochs
hugging lime&stone together -
shattering, once again,
into several structures
of the original that was a
shattered structure itself.
& they are always seen
& they witness everything
& they wait without wristwatches as they defy time.
clandestine compliments,
secret scoundrels,
mixed mineral
beings.
i want to be like you,
i want you to be like me.
