Fossil love

Bones morph

transcend matter

stone to stone

we are breathing

fossils.

Ardipithecus

Kaddaba

Ramidus

Australopithecus

Homo Habilis

descending

millennia, born

to shore up

rift valley.

Our love

is like

bone:

once formed

it lurks in

the strata

of my brain

ancient pathways

where neurons

transmit

our connection.

I feel you

in the night

wake to find

an echo.

This arm once

held your head

cradled gaze of

eyes now dead

to me.

In that moment

I believed in the

lie of ‘ever’.

Forever in

my mind

hidden from

this light

by that old

adage

time

&

country.

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