i found a stone on the ground at third Light
a blackstone blatant as a birthmark or 
ley-lines from Dystopia
but almost triangular; old mist
hung in high night air     green apogee
scrim from a chicken-scratch sky
this nano-scribes abound
these hills; the trees wonder blessed,
is the resting place of a certain ark.

it makes a sound
like animals when they kiss

or a stone skipping across concrete