CAMMAROTA
Man the maker. Homo habilis.
Piltdown. Australis. Olduvai Gorge.
For the time being all is good. We
have not yet blown up the canyons
nor the mountains of this fair Earth.
Well then, what? Have we?
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I think that I shall take my life if no
one comes forth to save me, rescue me,
acknowledge these words I've written,
give me credit for something I've done.
Charcoal on a second lighting throws
a better glow than I do here. Dull.
Dastardly. Dimming.
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