Species driven,
I'm a man
of cane and flint.
On every island,
on every continent,
erectus walker.
As we walk, prodding onward,
prodding onward
with our shtick.
I am the monstrous new day
I am every man who ever groaned
after Genesis began to weep.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
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