"His throat warbles but there’s no music. His hands are twitching but there is no symphony to conduct. He’s never spoken like this before. I keel over, watching carefully, and that night I wait for the spider to land on my palm and charge me with new ribosomes." Damn! That's good!
"His throat warbles but there’s no music. His hands are twitching but there is no symphony to conduct. He’s never spoken like this before. I keel over, watching carefully, and that night I wait for the spider to land on my palm and charge me with new ribosomes." Damn! That's good!
Made my day to be honest. Much love : )