in their pearl, a must
for millennia, a tired number of millennia,
a tired number of mussels, as glad
as we are
to be in the world.
And the patience! Kissing halves
calcified tough in calcium and slick,
native in a way I am not,
endangered in a way
I am not, class bivalvia
unlike me, phylum Mollusca
unlike me, kingdom Animalia
like you.
Highly impearled, highly imperiled,
muscled hearts keening my heart,
stone blossoms hinged and mantled
and finely fibered—
suddenly unhoused,
ungilled,
unplanktoned,
suddenly silted out of the world.
May I, the unendangered—
may my mighty species, weak
hair, grey teeth, cut skin—
may I
elegy?