The Dalíphant Poem by Johnny Stefanski

A monolith full fifty men in height
With strides full hundred long. Hide so coarse
Like scorching leather take the beast in light
And gentle steps across the barren land,
Where crystal tusks and diamond gaze command.

Vast sigils, glyphs and symbols from a source
Unknown and clandestine. Their jointed limbs,
Like legs of giant spiders, twitch and force
The Dalíphant along, directing sheer,
Unwav’ring poise wherever they might steer.