The giant tortoise
whose back carries
the egalitarian plains.
The crocodilian cards hide
beneath the glossy surface.
Six pairs of eyes:
the giraffe-riders.
Stealing from others’ nests.
Grabbing with their sloth-claws.
Life is mao.
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Life is mao. Hey, great. Liked those giraffe-riders Stealing from others’ nests. Have you read my - On the Horns of the Moon. Adeline