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Shakespeare's Monkeys

Infinite Monkeys. Infinite Typewriters.

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Reading the Manual

I never read the manual, I just try to figure stuff out on my own.
 

Odd

how he moved,

warped down;

his body's slug-slow

maximum speed

low powered intent

taking him ten minutes

to cross the room.

 

Sitting with me and the t.v.

 

Then I thought

I asked

where steel antennae

sticking out of his head

were made,

but,

as his snail swiveling

neck faced me

blank, they lowered,

disappearing into his hair.

 

Wow, I said.

How'd you do that?

His dead screen

stared at the turned off t.v.

 

Then I remembered,

I had to use the remote.

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