i turned my eyes
from always gazing at the stars
and searched and probed
for my origins
deep into layered time

i dug and scraped
and dusted away the earth
beneath my feet

i found the font
of my existence
amidst the bones and shells
within the strata
of the sediments and rocks

i found some bits
some comminuted fragments
pleistocenic progenitors
part concealed
in a mound of rubble

now with my own hands
can i reconstruct
the elements of my essence
from the residue
of primordial time



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