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
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.
But what he couldn't see:
a trilobite is awe and irony.
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