share stories of the hunt-all myths/legends
larger than Dorian Grey.Spear point sharp lines-
that cut to the chase.We want to know how to live..
Wake up in an ancient age,where Wednesdays
we gather round tables to eat together,share tales of hunts
for that perfect truth which crystallizes like snow in Europa
Elders relate /cross borders of age/youth ditto
Middle class/middle age absorb suburban songs
share who they are with whoever comes along
Tonight is such a night.South Austin Bar &Grill/Cafe Caffeine
Two fire lights are seen.Voices heard ,rising to the hunt
Soon sharp eyes will be watching the times we live within
for trace of primal in our reasoning.They,too,will seek the words
to hunt the Snark/White Whale/Marie Celeste/Titanic iceberg consciousness
Deeper we will dive tonight-gannets with fish eyes
Find nutritious within the waves of sounds
inside our caves,where fired foods warm circles
and stories take the chill out of every winter's bones
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