roll away the rock

i roll

the big rock in the yard

away from

the fence,

something i imagine

from

the paleolithic age,

the soft black soil

where it sat

is full

of worms,

a garden snake,

a field mouse,

things with a hundred

thin

legs.

there's so much going

on

we don't know

about,

or want to know.

let's go back inside now.