tracks undeniable in tents
we caved our way
to unloaded prehistoric
promises i made
handfuls of romantic
golden lies lectured
in hypnotic magic messages
of breakfasts served
give me now and talk
about tomorrow tomorrow
put away those breadcrumbs
and labyrinth strings
laired up in neanderthal trappings
a fay wray playmate
that right now i want
and later may not
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