. . . Chauvet Cave

                    Id go beyond  Id acknowledge the cave as an edifice of memory

Edifice of memory?

Yah

Wouldn’t you say . . . that's somewhat vaulted, extreme?

Nah

    You’re not going to let this go are you?

No

        Not even if your brain implodedyour head sucked into your pineal glandyour lips quivering like a feather a feeding anemone with your breath  quivering at it crown

 Jesus Joe.

Paints quite a picturehuh

    Yes.  And here I thought you liked me.

I do

      Can you imagine if I didnt

Id have your skull paint the surrounding walls with shardsslivers of bone gneiss brainmatter

                                                                                                  Think Rococo  A Pollock abstract expressionism   Hurled with adamant exuberance

Think

         Lost  time

Lost time?

Tryin to waste mine    Yes

How . . do you mean?

Wha I said  Lost time

                         Kindalike pennies dropped  Believed cheaptoo cheap to kneeldown bend at the waist to pickup  Although if collectedaccumulated  weighty   theyre valuable

                                                                   Then  an onlythen truly recognised

    Are you listening to yourself?

Yes  Fascinated   Watchin your lips

                                        Perched  parked  atop of your beautiful pineal

   

Friday,  5  1. 24

1534,  Monday,  2  12. 24