tripped to the hills
where time stands still,
holy places on higher ground
above the haze away from sound
with applied will well arisen
archaeological statues
chop chipped from the rocks
countless clock tic tocs
around the sun ago,
still draw the faithful
sacred faces struck to astound
bodies indestructible,
days for propitiation
duly noted and rotated
by knowledgeable ancient locals
- from Excavations Around the Sun
