Sport 36: Winter 2008
The fossils
The fossils
I feel
says the woman on the bus
like I've swallowed a branch
is this a new flu?
The bus-driver says
I feel like I've swallowed a hurry.
Well I
says the depot manager
I feel like I've swallowed
a large white brick
state house
the brick isn't real
it's a kind of cladding
at one corner a nest
of spiders is building.
We the shareholders
feel like we've swallowed a bus
no—several buses
trolley buses or trams that depend
on electricity for their volition
and wave sparking antennae
at thick wires criss-crossing our city
making every suburb and hotspot
accessible without resort
to the motorcar
and its archaic fossil-fuel-burning
technologies.
We are a branch
say the fossils
of your family.