In the museum of natural history
there are two giant turtles:
the sea turtle
and the giant Galapagos tortoise--
its shell
larger than I've ever seen,
large enough that
we could walk on it
if we were little --
each plate a Pangaea
a Tierra del Fuego.
We'd suffer, though.
Intense winds, winters.
Oh, the protection
we'd have to hunt for,
torpidly, spears in hand
throwing long dashes
towards a destination, hoping
to reach a target.
Plain American Language
I cut a sliver/of WC William's finger
and placed it inside/my philosophy...
and placed it inside/my philosophy...
Saturday, June 28, 2008
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