time's lolly

Two vast and leglike trunks of stone
paused on a walk 'round their beautiful home. 
The desert swept in, their whole body fell off.
Somebody put a plaque up, somebody wrote a poem 
to scoff  

- and between-eyeblinks, between breaths -
those legs walked off again.

They were chuckling low about death.
It was all quite musical. The lyrics,
if any, were lost in the lull.