Thursday, September 4, 2014

LIFE SCIENCE

What abominable manner 
of creature
ithis!—who would dare

to exist? leather-
headed 
mock-tailed—always rushing 

around through thick 
briars in a piss—yet
never quite 

arriving there—
at the end
of his nightmare;

like a edgy wild
rabbit—who nonetheless 
still can't help

constantly 
falling asleep—
and waking up 

trapped inside 
the dim haunted 
mind of a tortoise 

who—himself
feels half-
sure he's—a shell of a hare.

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