Herodotus

A page flips. Foxing
patterns a carrion pelt.

A cat's shed spots
caged for naught.

Black and ecru
yellowed wind blew

the uneroded
serif curve.

Vowel hollow thirst
for a buried shell

dead men fabled
nameless, chased down

in the African veldt.
Flashing black eyes

blameless, godless,
pulse unremembered.

A pharoah's sigh,
drumbeats and fire.