Near our tent
on the beach
four ivory tusks—
large ones
like elephant tusks—
lay on the sand
in a geometric pattern
with the designer’s
footprints
washed away.
We were there
several days
before we realized
they moved
a few feet every night
toward the dune
that separated
the beach
from the parking lot.
You suggested
a phalanx of ants
hefted them
in the moonlight
using their super
strength ratio
to body mass
and teamwork
philosophies.
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