Rise of the Flattened Fauna25 February 2016
Tyres reversing over this flat
not just merely dead
but really, most sincerely,
Many tyres, reversing
removing their tracks, and
over and over,
a notsoflat thing.
And this notsoflat thing drawing
to the living thing it once was,
closer and closer
the living thing
it will be again.
So much so that
when the flat thing,
becoming notsoflat thing,
becoming living thing, becomes,
the Earth grasps again.
And then the living thing will wander once more,
through street, through grass, through field, through bush.
What harsh mechanism ended me, flattened me out?
And then, what miraculous force
brought me back?