for bollymabis

Monday, August 11, 2008


Gum. It's so loud .... like a cow chewing, she says. When I chew it? Or when you chew it? I know not. But that is beside the point. Moo, they call. I wonder what they say. Do they warn us of impending doom? Do they feel in the grass what we do not know? Do they warn? DO THEY WARN? Perhaps. Is it that we can not understand them, or that we do not want to?

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