The Caveman Sleeps

Don’t dream like flesh
Or whisper a coward’s threat
Feel a million dancers
Beneath the melting heat

So much was answered by prays
And fascination
Imagine tell-tale signs
Leaking upwards through time

Peeking into future messages
Telling lies and false positive test results
Rolling numbers of strong versus weak
The red-heads revolt gets scattered against the wind

Nature beats nurture eventually
Persistence of the hard-wires eclipsing
The paid by the hour of stay-at-home moms
Star stuff is stronger than that