Evidence
The chitinous mechanics
of head, thorax, and abdomen,
clicking exoskeletons,
the chirring dry whispers.
We admire the purposeful
simplicity of the heedless.
Houses crumble as evidence.
Trees rot and give witness.
Caves crawl
with their evidential passing.
They command the locomotion and menu,
of the inevitable.
We who must be consumed,
know that as prey --- we are not too large,
to be inedible.
A truth that all elephants understand,
as they make their way to
their bone-gnawed graveyards.
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