Found Etched on a Stone in a Latrine in Eritrea (Original Poem)

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what a thing
these lines
of ochre red
of charcoal black
scraped on stone
indented in clay

thoughts kept
on hides of beast
on beaten reeds
gifts of the earth

the new cave
is no cave at all
cave dwellers
no longer

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I wrote this poem for for @damianjayclay and @nikisteem’s Kudos Short Poem Contest with much prodding from @bex-dx and @tinypaleokitchen (thank you both for the push!) We were joking about poetry and how it isn't suitable for cavemen. They said I was wrong.

It's wonderful to read all this lovely poetry, even if I am a caveman at heart.

-- @thinknzombie

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