from Levitating Rust

Clamber,

Clamber, stumble

Clamber, stumble, fall

Sand delivering that wonderful

Percussive thud

Of feet and hands,

Imprints beyond this silica medium

Handprints cast, transient fossils

The irony of erosion, inescapable

I remind them that sometimes things just fall

Rain, leaves, hearts, societies

Cruel, cruel Sunday