PENETRATE
Long ago and distant : caves and fires, pure
red pigments, clay and shards. Everything was
so different, and even the sunlight was glazed.
I swung around once, just to understand depth
and vision - I was learning, and all of this
was
new to me new. Amazed, unsettled and raw.
My tongue tried to speak, tried finding sound
that had meaning : most difficult, yes, and new.
What a world : an entryway portal where things
seemed heavier and more slow than ever, where
each thing had to be stipulated and spoken, where
first the creatures who stood had to agree on a
meaning for all of what they said. Nothing was easy.
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