On the Wall

Should I get back into more frequent or even regular Brick postings, it will be in part because of waking today to an image of the artistic caveman.

It may have been the last scene of an otherwise forgotten dream, or just an isolated visual, conjured just before sitting up.

The fellow chooses a charred stick from the previous night’s cook fire. On the wall of his cave, above his bed of leaves, are his life’s works.

“Another day, another antelope,” he grunts.

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