Thursday, November 6, 2008
A number of edible products are available to us in the woods:
Muscle-burning pie, locomotives to cook our meals and a curious black ink sauce.
The ocean has historically been a giant pantry
with newly-converted woods of muscles
and locomotives of pie.
An enormous storage room.
Welding your food-crust to the sweetest experience.
Fastening your romantic attitudes
to a usually ephemeral experience
to unusually brief ends.
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