Museum

We buried it in the ground

and forgot it for a thousand years

and killed everyone who remembered

and mocked the grandmas and aunties who knew

fancy men offered coins for VHS interviews right before it was lost

and they called it myth.

And when we finally dug it up,

we drove it 10,000 miles,

and added plaques in other languages

full of fun and lies.

It’s sitting there but no one knows how to use it.

Like liquid medicine with no injection needles,

the proper application is gone, long gone.

If we crack the bones and suck out the marrow,

We may yet survive.