In your youth
once
incisors cracked the fullness of life
talons held the bleeding heart of day
you ruled without peer, without fear
King of Laurasia.
Now chiseled from Cretaceous rock
raised on wire frames in fearsome poses
skeleton stripped and stained
exposed
reposed
your skull a brain-drained repository
you are as weathered as Ozymandias
blind as Oedipus Rex.
Did you cry when your world collapsed
in a Black Friday ticker tape parade
the skies streaked fire engine red
earth awash with the weight of sea
white capped candles of ice melted and liquified?
Children squeal in awe at your terrible grin
gathered rings 'round the rosey
encircling your high pedestal
to hear fairytales of extinction.
Words ring hollow over a tongueless jaw
written in calcified stone
you've become a hard truth.
You've traveled sixty-five million years
to tell them
sell them
compel them
But nobody listens to myths
they only consume you.
