who built these homes?
who left them?
who named these stations
the train overlooks?
once people came,
overlooked the valley,
scratched moss off of stones,
cracked nails, split them just there
piled them just so
and lived under them.
No one wanted the
stones when they left.
Moss came, and split the stone
where it always would have
on its own.
august 2006
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