Thursday, June 28, 2012

Thousand: Seven Hundred Ninety-Three

myths and legends around goats, lions, and snakes, and in a way that is, perhaps, both hilarious and terrifying, tying them all together? Or is its maker merely lazy, mixing together things at hand both obvious and easy? Tyrannosaurus Rex didn’t know the feathers that made her pretty would one day help a bird fly. I don’t know if my babbling will one day feed intestinal flora, saving the lives of millions of chordates. If you babble under water do you bubble? And when each word breaks the surface does its meaning dance away over the swamp like a will-o’-the-wisp?

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