10,562. AND OH THE LONG DIFFERENCE

AND OH THE LONG DIFFERENCE

If ever there's a cataclysm, I'll run your

way. Hoping you'll be there. Once the

Earth splits open, I'd figure it's over.

But. Still. I'd. Try. (Inky-dinky parlez-

vous). Not knowing the moment would

just have to do. (Inky-dinky parlez-vous).

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Here at the cabin, at the end of Waverly

Stream, where the water runs out to the

roadside rocks, I'd just stand, I suppose,

and watch for the end. No more fossil

rocks and fossil ferns for me. It would

be a long difference from beginning to

end. But I think I would have attained it.

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Then comes all the explanations and the

commentary and the meanings no one saw.

The last blue-bird hit the live wire; singed

like toast, and dead in its own instant. But.

Still. It. Tried. (Getting away).

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Inky-dinky and parlez-vous.