Clam Duck

Waay back before there was anything
Into the fabric of nutthing burrowed a
Sum.Thing. There was no land.ing.before
It came see.

Way back in the sea of nut'nHoney fabric could be
In the anything because it was never there
The fabric. could be replicated.fabricated
While recreated.incinerated if too inflated.
And recreated Again.
That thing we call the Uni.Verse,
It's the perfect blend of Sum.Things
We search for but consider a curse.inNumber
Evolving to be what we fear the most.
It's a GUI all the same. ImaginatioN.
Never.Ages.The best part of a Clam.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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May 26, 2009 at 9:45 AM
At the epitome of it is you ... and the epicenter is the source of your powerful poetry. Dig it!
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