Daily Archives: November 8, 2013

Breakfast as the crow flies

A hungry crow stabs its beak underground  like a frenetic fork, its sharp bones  hit home & recoil, shaking dew off an earthworm; a breakfast  delicacy ingested raw, slippery as wet  spaghetti.

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Creative outlets

Humans are so curious, sticking their brains into  creative outlets, getting the shock of their life & living to  tell about it.

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