Way Back

Can’t we still feel it?

Our heritage of nub and half wing,

Proto-sounds in the frenzied rookery.

Can’t we still feel it?

The heightened scream of primordial vapor,

Rock-still troglodytes destined for a violent gnash.

Can’t we still feel it?

In shuttered, sightless muck caverns –

Quivering, recoiling, so dumb and so pure.

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