Dig deep
the archaeologist downed her tools
I’ve had enough, said she
of living in the past
of grimacing skulls and broken bones
and irregular coins I cannot spend
Please, someone
whisk me away in an unsullied vehicle
and pamper these tired, prehistoric feet
with contemporary kisses and adoration
Oh! I want to feel champagne bubbles bursting upon these once-soft lips
not chipped and skuzzy mugs full of over-stewed lukewarm tea
Oh! I’ve done more than my time
on the bloody front line
and now I just want
some time
for me
the archaeologist downed her tools
I’ve had enough, said she
of living in the past
of grimacing skulls and broken bones
and irregular coins I cannot spend
Please, someone
whisk me away in an unsullied vehicle
and pamper these tired, prehistoric feet
with contemporary kisses and adoration
Oh! I want to feel champagne bubbles bursting upon these once-soft lips
not chipped and skuzzy mugs full of over-stewed lukewarm tea
Oh! I’ve done more than my time
on the bloody front line
and now I just want
some time
for me