Eating Rocks

• Katie Gernhoefer, Grade 11
• Poetry
• 2020

A rock at the bottom of the ocean
Getting dragged around by the waves and commotion
It will watch a thousand subnets,
Hoping that it too will forget.
A lonely Little Rock has treasures inside
But it's closed off, forever shall it hide.
But what is the treasure? I simply can't say.
Just wait for the rock to wear away
The big tough rock, all alone
None of the fish choose to use it as a home.
The outside is too sharp
And the unnerving coldness scared away the carp.
The scared little bolder begins to cry.
Doesn't seek help for it's too shy.
Hollows itself out to float,
But it's stuck swimming in this rut, a trap, a moat.