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ii.)
What kind of being is Zygote larger than? So glad you asked:
Those dried brine shrimp, that group of crustaceans
which go into sleep-states just to be sold
in hatch-kits as fishbowl pets. AKA: sea monkeys.
Supposed to be able to fight, play baseball and rise
from the dead, though you hardly can see them—
even with X-Ray specs. Zygote, in our age thinking is seen
as a lump of cold lotion, mostly a thing
too mutant-dreamy to do. Do you bereave me? Would you
agree to the use of cookies? Donʼt you just hate
when the no-good knuckles over the truth? Give me
your nevermore hand: Let us become oblong
sans-nation transitionals, like those lobe-finned fishibians
in the Canadian Arctic, which evolved to all fours
while living in waters next to the Nansen Sound—upon which hoof-smackʼs
music moves us nonstop: the Peary Caribou. The jutty muskox.
