Treasure Island

Glen Martin Fitch


WHAT THE MARTIAN DIDN'T SEE


He saw a two inch rock
amid the sand.
He saw three sections
with three lobes across.
He blinked his eye and
dropped it with a toss and
poked another
with his sucker hand.
I saw a shield-like shell
of armored scales,
Saw tentacle-like eyes,
a sword-like spine.
I watched it hover
waiting for a sign
to dart and gulp some shrimp
who squirms and flails.
He didn't see
a creature lost a mile above,
five hundred million years
away from home,
transformed from flesh
to lime and clay,
and trapped in layered time
in pile on pile.
He saw
'as is.'
But what he couldn't see:
a trilobite is awe and irony.

Submitted: Thursday, October 17, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 23, 2013

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