Habit Tats
Philosophers' StonesHabit Tats
Beholed tell-tale clam caves and tiny tunnels
burrowed by piddocks and bristle worms,
creatures of habit who know the drill,
the boring labor of laborious boring,
obstinately honing a home in stone.
Once, these lithic glitches were little niches;
now, they’re empty shells of former selves,
vacancies we fill by fleshing out their stories.
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- Stone is the New Green Paul A. Harris