Expressionless Stone
Melting down onto kindly patterned brick
Shifted from a grandfather hand slow.
A stone stands expressionless
Which makes him look more human
Three others unlike him perch atop one
Less like him
And anything green or living
Seems to whither thither presence
Copyright © Brooke Wolfe | Year Posted 2007
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