Wisconsin Pyramid

Michael Kriesel

African swamps still harbor dinosaurs—
brontosaurs and triceratops, mostly.
Cryptozoologists cite coelacanths,
deep-sea stragglers left from the cretaceous
era. Once believed extinct, they argue
for survival of other species thought
gobbled by time. The lack of facts doesn’t
hinder speculation, you’ll find, on the
internet. Bloggers and websites connect
just about everything from Christ to
KFC’s secret recipe to the
lost tribes of Israel to the Loch Ness
monster. One popular theory places
Nessie on that grassy knoll in Dallas.
Only how’d it pull the trigger with those
prehistoric flippers? First answer that
question. Then work your way back until the
rest all falls into place. The truth holds still
sometimes long enough for us to capture
that backwards glance as Bigfoot disappears,
UFO waiting nearby. I’ve come to
view the truth much like that pyramid in
Wisconsin at the bottom of a lake.
Exactly why it’s there a mystery,
yet so far no one’s explored this sunken
ziggurat sitting right in front of us.

 
 
 Michael Kriesel

Michael Kriesel

Winner of North American Review’s Hearst Prize and past President of the Wisconsin Fellowship of Poets, Michael Kriesel is the poetry editor of Rosebud magazine. A collection of his abecedarians is due out later this year from Pebblebrook Press. You can read his Every Name in the Book at http://www.righthandpointing.net/michael-kriesel-every-name

 

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