CYBER PETROGLYPHS

in anasazish moments, cyber petroglyphs
read what's almost written here over us
this one is him, that one must be her
think how they lived and had trust

quick us not like an entire race of People
the ancient ones who also loved as I
feeling the cold corn, hard in the husk
as I am bones in skin, a skeletal eye

too lost to this earth, lost to their lovers
nothing to be found but shards, comb
a brittle piece turned in palms to dust
asking where did love go, gone home?

here was a love surely, in each hard step
climbing to the sky, did they reach it
wondering as we feel cold shadows
a day passing like centuries, an eye tic

too lost to this earth, lost to their lovers
knowing them less as we search on here
arms around each other, in wondering
will earth know even less of us, dear

(c) 2003 Rennie Lorca