Fossil Gruel

I'm two graves under a gas station
Pumped down inadvertently
By the refusal to say no

I'm in the ground water
Where I wait to enter 
Through your glassy water

Invisibility is my coke
Static electricity at the bottom
Of a billion barrels

Furrows in this brownfield
What used to be a face
Now I smell myself 

A well
With too much
Trace