Oh my little caveman
Running free
Untwisted by self-serving
Braces of society
Naked in the sun
Not merely shameless
But unsuspecting of shame’s existence
Acting each impulse with no trace of resistance
Oh little caveman
New remnant of ancient past
Free in dulcet hayday that
Bittersweetly cannot last
Sounding thy barbaric yawps
Into the wind, thy brother
A club in one hand
Your little schlong in the other.

2 thoughts on “Caveman

    • I wrote this in the Czech Republic when Toby was running around naked in a friend’s backyard. There literally was a moment when he was standing staring off into space with a club-like stick in one hand and his junk in the other. I tried to get a picture but of course missed if by a few 1/10s of a second. Oh well.

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