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And I tell you that you are Peter, and on this rock I will build my church, and the gates of Hades will not overcome it.
Matthew 16:18

Simon was to be a rock

thrown through a window

of an old miser, distrusted

by young girls of the col de sac.

A rock that gathered no moss.

Counter-example for the terse

stoic sensei’s proverbial lesson.

Simon was not to be an illustration.

A rock that finally cried out

to break the awkward lull

with non sequitur anecdotes

about World War 2,

caught up between toes,

disturbing the comfortable

feet in their Birkenstocks.

Simon wore socks with sandals.