The new Metro
of Athens,
an underground temple
of glass and lights
and monumental stairways,
teeming with people
and humming with trains,
displays in place
outlines of roads
houses and walls
found during the dig.
 

It is a shallow grave
and he lies where he was found,
meters deep below the ground
of the second millenium's level.
A tall man,
he must have been
a giant for his time,
the cranium gently bent
to fit the length of him,
 his white bones displayed
to all an sundry
in an ultimate nakedness.

After midnight
and till dawn
when the trains and people
pause
his spirit breaths
over the shiny surfaces
in wonderment,
at the strange underworld
he wandered into.