Antediluvian Speculations (St. Augustine)

Antediluvian Speculations (St. Augustine)

I know someone who's waiting for the giants
to wake from their sleep,
crack open the stone mountains that hide them,
and step across deserts
where explorers got lost and died,
not necessarily of thirst.

It's easy to mock YouTube videos,
but even St. Augustine
once saw an immense molar tooth
and wrote about it in
City of God.
Imagine him standing there, forced
to make quick revisions of his theology
according to facts on the ground.

In scale, the femurs
would've been like white redwoods,
a skull you could walk around in,
wondering why the post-modern world you insist on
is so limited,
cut down to your size.