I’m just a fossil finding other fossils
and excavating them into the light;
could be bad judgment since the dust I raise
will plunge the world in existential plight.
If dinosaurs should ever be forgotten
and if the angels ever fall from flight,
I know the world will ever persevere
and tunnel underground from grisly sight.
Hi! I was just thinking about my junior high school days when most kids treated me unkindly. It was tough growing up, but now I think I’ve found my place.