I became excited today about a turtle.
The turtle was the size of a car. The car
was the size of a toy. The toy was for a child
who was not present. The excitement was the shape
of Bach's Mass in B minor. Is this a year of our lord?
There was a conflict popping off in that year. I think I
will be filled with fear. Can fear become itself? Can I
become the turtle? What sound did God make when
there was a storm and also something to be said?
What flavor medicine? I believe in hills and all
the rock that must stay where it is to ensure
that hills do not suffer seasons of themselves.
Roman Ryan 