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Crakes
What would that accomplish how many times can one man be beaten up how will eye live to make mye love a nerve can mean a coffin box the lid is nailed the case is lost the top is glued down to the wood the nails are placed to keep the light from getting in the Crakes the limits have surpasses they scream at gentle masses they fall screaming from the sky white feathers against blue the giant birds came down like dragons blue and white not a puff of fire or smoke no portents or weaves they come to eat meat like dinosaurs love veggies made of meat but never eaten by there peers they are not cannibals birds. Eye suppose they aer just Crakes cranes of some larger stuffins wings folded against the side like an angel in disguises. Not flomongo ones not pink at all but white and blue the color of clouded up. The neck so large and long as to look like conders there in sky when descended there on pond how can they walk around how can they float with swans neck on such a skinny absurdity of foreskiene. Limits of the city reached in recorded times. Bird after Crake they descended on the Earth from Mars like Jesus Crisis Burroughs was in charge of the fourth red planet of the sun perhaps they came from the hidden center of that world flying out of Crakes made when the meteors descended from the sunspots marking outlay images on retinae. Perhaps was only eye peering from a tree at Crakes. Then the GOD of Crakes appeared his nose like Rudolpho of the main deer or the movies fame of swaying palms. Bulbous body masking feathers all blue to hide the white meat from the predator's tongues and from mye own. For there is nothing more like manna then a duck a flat billed dickey bird on ice iff man can manage to attack a Crake with jest and mirth attached to it then all will fall from sky to borders in the deserts making meat replete for such as eye a border edger long forgotten when the time to eat has come and gone we turn and sign and then we add this homage to a flying pie “Let them eat Crake,” We cry.
