had the big skulls
and they ate all that meat—
smart buggers they were
and grumpy
because their arms were
so pathetic, hardly better
than vestigial—
they screamed day and night in frustration
but it was all for nothing—
they left no permanent record
but their bones,
no Saurian Paradise Lost
to bequeath
to the monkey things
coming after,
those ugly, hairy jabberers
so much dumber than
the terrible lizard,
yet, blessed enough to reach for things
beyond their ability to control
or understand.

—Don Whittington



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