"The Port-O-Let Porpoise's Importunate Portent"
a commedia in three acts
Act I
[wherein is our hero in a low state / a turd's tour of evolutionary existentialism / eclipse / abandon all hope, ye who fester here]
Osvaldo Offal -- Soup! So we were and so I am again. Here in a cell, shot with light. Sludge slowly warmed by the sun's rays. The supple commerce of viscous simples seeping towards their supper. They have supped! For tens of millions of years they have dined and grown lungs to stoke the bellows of their great combustion. Sprouting legs to propel their gourmandism onto land. Their fingers spidered into every crevasse, probing, palpating, plying hands into the very core of their own destiny and smelting gold commodes upon which to smithy my race! I am heir to the human empire. Yet whoa, a sober view compels upon me a warm magnanimity, for I am no end-all, though I be all. Combine, contract, expand, this is life. What curious creature is curdling here amongst our excrescences? Who waits to be born?
a commedia in three acts
Act I
[wherein is our hero in a low state / a turd's tour of evolutionary existentialism / eclipse / abandon all hope, ye who fester here]
Osvaldo Offal -- Soup! So we were and so I am again. Here in a cell, shot with light. Sludge slowly warmed by the sun's rays. The supple commerce of viscous simples seeping towards their supper. They have supped! For tens of millions of years they have dined and grown lungs to stoke the bellows of their great combustion. Sprouting legs to propel their gourmandism onto land. Their fingers spidered into every crevasse, probing, palpating, plying hands into the very core of their own destiny and smelting gold commodes upon which to smithy my race! I am heir to the human empire. Yet whoa, a sober view compels upon me a warm magnanimity, for I am no end-all, though I be all. Combine, contract, expand, this is life. What curious creature is curdling here amongst our excrescences? Who waits to be born?