Wistful ignorance gone
as a curious poke spears a still pond
roiling sediments of neglected memories
exposing a strata of petrified intentions
rich veins and raw nerves
here and here – ashes of periodic cataclysms
lovingly blanketing layers below
charcoal lines on a page
yet porous – riddled with a labyrinth of tunnels
small creatures (warm bellies with feathers or fur)
live in there – scratching enduring
disturbing the lay of the land
unearthing odd reminders
trilobites surfacing in the sand