Poem: Black Rock

 

Black Rock

 

crushed by tectonic jaws,

a chunk of prehistoric sludge

huddles in a molecular sty.

 

some kiln of ooze

etched the slaughered rhomboid

with its epitaph,

 

tile of the underworld,

stygian prism,

vestige of natal thrash--

 

when volcanoes puled

and lightning tottered,

and the blackness crept,

 

still malleable then,

quaking under the tantrums

of a brutal destiny.

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