Night Glaive
after Caitlin McCormack
Angelo Colavita
remains, as if
time passes
at once, from
bone to stone to memory
there are two
together
heads:
– recalls the moment of extinction
– receives the weight of waiting
a wingspan, like a shrug
what is there left to do?
the mechanics
beg (of such) as if
in chains, manipulate
the fingers, free of flesh
extended, long, almost
human at first, pliable
and later, fossil