BATO

The most beautiful
stones you'll see on the shore
have been
sailing, smashing, sanding
all over the seven seas.

They have been rocks:
Rolling, rocking,
grinding, grunting,
roughing, hurting
'til they reach the shore.

They must have been
tough to withstand
timeless torture.

These gems have been
scoured to shine,
shimmering against
the soft senseless
spineless sand.


-August, 2004-