Existence of Yesterday
The past lingers in your body.
The twinkle has faded along with
the color, the skin has sallowed.
The enamel and follicle begin to wear away,
becoming smooth like the age-old rock in the sand.
Tears have fallen less salty but more meaningfully.
They answer the questions certainly, wisely,
discarding the snake-skin of yesterday -
though it ceases to exist in living tissue,
it survives in the earth -
from the excrement of
your animal totem.