Arche

And now for our (optional) prompt, once more taken from our archives! Have you ever heard someone wonder what future archaeologists, whether human or from alien civilization, will make of us? Today, I’d like to challenge you to answer that question in poetic form, exploring a particular object or place from the point of view of some far-off, future scientist? The object or site of study could be anything from a “World’s Best Grandpa” coffee mug to a Pizza Hut, from a Pokemon poster to a cellphone.

Not sure why I went in this direction with this one. A bit macabre.

And looking now, in the way you do
At precious face, eyes shining
Straight black hair, pursed lips
In mirror's gleaming silver

And looking then, in the way they do
At dust and bones on summers day
Damp foreheads, concentrated gaze
Dull grey of scraping trowel