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loper

just looking for a little human contact along the way

The Caveman's Lament

me think about her when sun rises
me think about her when sun sets
me say to her how much me love her
she tell me love invent not yet

me make cave all warm and cozy
me lie bearskin on cave floor
me play song of love on bone flute
she choose cave of Tim next door

me no more go out hunt mammoth
me throw spear too short or long
me sit in cave me paint her picture
she say me got perspective wrong

me cook meal to show me love her
diplodocus with fried beans
she say food anachronistic
me not know what this means

stone age might hard for lovers
yet rub two flints look what you get
small sparks lead to be inferno
but she say love invent not yet

homo unrequitus (Brian Bilston)