cavemen in faded blue jeans.
Jimmy Buffett
Caves of Lascaux—
And pictures in rock—
We do the same
But in the ether.
Nothing’ s changed really
But the times,
Our hearts are the same
Although compared to me
Yours is more refined.
But we’d do fine
Back in the past—
You and I,
Our gestures
More mimicry
Than communication,
Still, we’d get by
Among the ancients…
I’d be a man of stone
But your frowns
Would still scar me
And all the sobs
That broke from me
Would still not unfold
Your mystery.