8th August 2016
In the mountains,
Unreachable, Untouchable.
Noone can hear me scream.
The mountains know a secret.
A deep song.
From the time they rose from the bed—
Strata by strata.
With fossilized inners.
“Let me tell you a secret.
Time doesn’t move when I look at you.
When I look away, I don’t remember enough.”
In silence, the giants absorb.