Poem: Together

 

Together

 

golf-ball-wide and rusty

a lug nut found the toe of my boot

and rode it up up up

out of a land of dust. 

it rolled to employ my toe again

hop hop hop

across an arroyo basin

simmering with soupy heat.

 

after a long bout of scampers,

among the hot rod lizards

near a single cactus that could hardly grow,

the lug nut rolled again a stone,

cheek to cheek

and looked up at me

with an improbable angle

which signaled, perhaps,

that it didn’t want to jaunt

anymore.

 

perhaps the lug nut and the stone

would lie together for centuries

until the nut offered the last of its rusty heart

to the stone.

and the stone would wilt

through a slow gauntlet of grief

until a last raindrop melted

the shimmer of its adoring eye.

 

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