The Poet
© 2007 by Michael Domino
Sunday
September 30, 2007
Out of the fear rises bravery.
Loneliness radiates outward.
Getting lost beckons rescue.
Isolation bares the soul, and
the survivors pick through the bone pile,
looking for scraps of meat
to salvage one last meal, huddling
in the back of the cave.
The bone scratches at rocks,
leaving a million-year impression.