It’s turtles
all the way down.
They wiggle their toes and the universe flutters.
They eat hotdogs
and their toenails scratch other turtles’ shells.
And it’s turtle on turtle for miles into millennia.
Turtles on stars, on suns, on planets.
Turtles clogging up black holes,
turtles starting tomorrow and starting yesterday
all the way down.
Monday, March 06, 2006
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