No Rosetta Stone
In Wyoming
honey color rock
softened and weathered
round and cracked,
in places has shattered loose
into a seam of dark umber.
Rock tools chip through
to the honey and
petroglyphs dance across the rock face
as lively as a child's drawing;
animals, people, spirits mingle.
We look for the code,
trying to read the pictures,
stepping carefully,
watching for snakes.
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