The Eulogy of Mr. Darwin
June 15, 2007
Triumph of A Life Among Trees
June 15, 2007

If ever the dusk settles on dry bones
And lecherous wails bubble through brine
[Golden apple eyes bobbing,
Bellies swollen with spice]
I will drink my semen for wine
And celebrate the impotence!

1 Comment

  1. Peacock says:

    Is this just silly, or is that me?

    You made me open my Bible, and for that I resent you.

    I no like as much as the others — too much, sir! — but the apple eyes are a nice touch.

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