Mike
We walked along the pier
that curved like Einstein's breakfast
out into eternity,
and there were people fishing off the pier,
mostly Chinese.
Mike ran up to an old woman
and asked her if she liked to kill fish,
to murder living things,
and she smiled at him,
her mouth going on forever.
źródło: The Octopus Frontier
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11.06.2026