Poem Left for the Paleontologist

Yes, a bear takes a shit in the woods.
When a bear takes a shit in the woods,
There’s a nonzero chance that that shit

Will endure to be a coprolite,
The fossilized, petrified remains
Of a shit from the beast that left it.

Fossilized trilobite coprolites
Speckled with shells from cannibal meals
Of snacking on smaller trilobites

Endured more than half a billion years
To be dug up in south Australia.
Put that in your outhouse and smoke it.

Everything gets destroyed in the end.
The sun will gas out and melt the Earth
And everything left on Earth, one day,

But in the meantime, what gets preserved
The longest’s nothing to do with worth,
Save to the paleontologist.