5/24/07

Quiet Morning in Life

Soft green blue pools of water crowd the dampened earth shelves around the stillest most verdant moss and fern grow to me speaking beauty with a telepathic quietness. Ancient architectural miniatures of Aztec and Mayan temples dot the small water-sides, twinkling remnants of American anthropology. Only now the miniature monuments [homes] begin to crumble and the plentiful streams of delectable turquoise water evaporate disappearing into fissures of deeper darkness that release clouds of thick marooned gas.

And I could clearly see over the ridge into the meadow. Deer, elk, cougar, lynx, zebra, elephant, bear, fish, and rabbit streaming tears stampeding out of the way of Dclzebfr clashing and hollering through the rusted bronze feet of the slow moving behemoth Aeneis Native American on warhorses cry and whelp with bows drawn ready to shoot flame, sound, buzzard, Ghent, any ancient hero. Ghastly medieval lords swords drawn burst forth through freshly stretched skin of the natives war drums five lords for every terror driven pound black scrolls unravel into the thick air from the bantering wicked caravan. Fire on the tips of arrows whistle and sing in air the fire fusillade song of arrows screaming atop of heavy gallop and fury of chanting. Deer, elk, cougars, lynx, zebras, elephants release falsetto gibberish from their vocals the sound of scrambled words accompanied by European men forging swords and maces two thousand years previous. The
bear, fish and rabbit explode soundlessly releasing with the entirety of North America’s population of migratory butterflies sprawling from each corpulent burst.

Natives inhale the bear-fish-and-rabbit spirits to their roaring, ravenous bellows, bubbles of bear-fish-and-rabbit trail behind the natives, raw dust of warhorse stampede. Aeneis inhales chomping with primal mechanical ferocity gnashing bronze teeth gnawing at empty molecules until bear, fish, or rabbit embryoid satiate the urge to moralize and civilize. Aeneis’ mile long strides allow the heels to drink up into the earth's core they burn and sizzle upon human touch sprawling mucus and flesh curdling blackness that spreads and dehydrates within moments the dinosaurs skinned with saintanous flesh do not mind it springs them forth to action from the earth's core Aeneis' heel lifts for its next target and the crater shoots scalding steam forth forty feet whistling whipping anything in the way with heavy heat of inner mechanical workings.
Geese are migrating overhead in their ingenious V formation. Ungenious as it begins to rain fine mist of blood and feathers
Aeneis shivers with warm delight. Natives and ghost lords bellow, below earth trembles as their song grows nearer.

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