HATCHET MARKS
They not only lined the tree, they spelled a
word, some long and stupid word for something
no longer in common usage; like the name of a
means of flotation or the way crops sway in the wind.
Watch the bullfrog, just sitting there. Before you even
make a move, it will take note, and jump off.
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My idea of love and justice differ. One takes everything
in, and the other is nothing but distinctions. Those who
die, must die, while the others who yet live seem just
to get in my way at all times. The porkpie man with
the narrow shoulders - the one over there, looking like
a sad accountant, a mad poet, a soldier just home from
a war - he is thinking of the tigers in a jungle sleeve
where he wishes to visit. One will attack him, eat
him alive; he doesn't know it yet, but he'll be dead
in four months time. Before he even makes a
move, it will take note and jump off.
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