Jungle somewhere
lizards creep
tree branches bend
insects are eaten
tent-dwelling anthropologists entertain benefactors
generator transfers a light pulse
diluted fruit juice
twelve-year-old Malt
love and grief
science slide-show
photographs and voices
mysteries peeled
no new bones
new dead ending for Mankind
tree-top lizard’s green scale in a whisky with ice
connoisseur drunk to drunker
seducing anthropologists
slurring ‘Smithsonian’
gender relation dynamics in hunter-gatherer societies
the lizards massacre the insects

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4 Responses to Creep

  1. PhelinneLevi says:

    wow! is all I have to say

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Aenne says:

    Hello! I’ve nominated you for the Liebster award. Please don’t feel obligated to keep the chain going, and have a great week!


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