Banana slug, suspended from a thread,
Are you afraid you’ll hit your head?
You twist down a strand of slime
too delicate to be re-climbed.
Soft eyestalks swivel round.
Hanging upside-down,
are you aware,
do you care
d
a
n
g
l
i
n
g
in
midair?
Are you afraid you’ll hit your head?
You twist down a strand of slime
too delicate to be re-climbed.
Soft eyestalks swivel round.
Hanging upside-down,
are you aware,
do you care
d
a
n
g
l
i
n
g
in
midair?
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