god’s wild imagination


Trapped in the bird cage of space, time flaps its wings and warbles. The show begins. Out come the dancing bears and roaring lions. The snails, turtles and the darting hummingbird. The spinning planets and imploding suns. The quasars, quarks and tall giraffes, nibbling the high fruit of the outer limits.

Awareness peeks her nubile head around the corner and jerks it back again: oh-oh; this is more than what she’d bargained for.

Curled and waiting in the first twinkling star of nightfall, the cobra strike of sudden death.

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