Day 4..strange creatures
The Shark of the
Soil
When you were born
I was seen
And then five and ten
And then under the soil
I was and don’t know if I existed
Numbers are important
I eat them up
I am a paradox
Backwards and forwards both
And if I am solitary
It’s because I choose it
The protoplasmic we
Or because I all am one
Here’s another me
We surround I surround you
My
name our name
Though
nameless is chaos chaos
All
of Linnaeus is a terrible etymology
I
am we are chaos crawling
We
are ache sowed we ache so
We
eat though if eating is now being
Whole.
Am I chaos chaos
Are
you chaos chaos yet like me?
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