2136: Fossilisation

Fossilisation has taken
place – my hardenings –
surroundings are stuck
to skin – flesh is to dust
under me – cells fall off
& flake into stone & my
miry blood evaporates –
I will be forgotten [‘cept
by auld bone diggers] –
a rich vein – a fossil will
not crawl alone – In my
mind I am bone-cold – I
no longer sing – Here a
name is served for such
a find [latin-thick] – I’m
placed in a dry tray [sat
as this labelled remnant
of a fossilised man – I’m
living now a rigid stone]

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