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Neolithic

The View through a Shattered Window*

1        Did you draw the dream?
Did you doom the drum?
Did they plough you over?
As under you come?

Were you under-come
When the over-tow
Forced the blood of the Earth
In the skies to flow?

What laid you low?

2        Were you ever me?
Am I part of you?
In the darkness of down
Foresaw you me too?

Had you sins to rue?
In you off-far time?
Do I think at your fount
When I thirst for rhyme?

Am I your mime?

3        Have the stars grown dim
To your skull-less eye?
Through a million years
Does your seed still fly?

In the Olduvai
Was there Right and Wrong?
And the last of the least
That I know to long

Had you a Song?                * a fragment of a Paleolithic skull

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