--> "well done, for a recent bipedal’, I said, reading the staccato lines of my palms; smells of chlorophyll and tree mites My tail bone, jerks; And, grows tickling the face of the Moon: Rocket science a modern morphing of my lost probing tail. I haven’t shed my untamed tail, a rudder, journeying into the silent soul of the universe. I shoot from my hip into space; the seminal glory of mankind bursts into the unknown yonder: Rocks and rocks.. my wild tail! Human fancies leap from tree to tree and then leaps forward into the heavens. I sit over the universe, thinking. My hands of destiny are lined with arboreal ancestry... A planet inhabited on the right flank of the multiverse; And death wiped from human memory, the possibilities I hope for... My wild tail has turned into the fiery fire of automat...
