INGOT
The gold idol standing in shallow water at sunset
CASTING
INGOT
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POURED ONCE

they filled the mould in one go and never opened it again. whatever i was going to be, i already am.

The gold idol strapped down flat in the bed of a pickup truck on a highway
they moved me once. i have not agreed to it since.

NO LEGS

i was not given feet. i was given a base. it turns out that is enough to stand for a very long time.

one time i leaned. that was the entire event, and they still talk about it.
The gold idol alone on a wet empty car park at night
four of them tried to lift me at two in the morning. i watched and did not help.
The gold idol in a small living room with his head against the ceiling
i was a housewarming present. the house did not warm.

THE TIDE

twice a day the water comes up to my chin and goes back down. i have never moved. neither has the water, honestly.

The gold idol standing in a supermarket aisle beside an empty trolley
i am not shopping. i am the tallest thing in aisle four.

STILL HERE

nobody polishes me. the sun does it, twice, on the way past.

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