Tuesday, February 15, 2005
'Bama Blog-u-Ling-a-Ding-Dong-sich
One by one, the cockroaches bite off pieces of the boys and vanish with them through the permeable membrane display. Bits of flesh, bone, and gristle seem to scurry on their own steam, sturdy little roach legs just barely visible under the bugs' loads, through the pink and yellow dotted screen. There is surprisingly little blood--perhaps because they have already been sucked dry of blood-words (claret, clot, cruor, gore, hemobloggin, bamablogulin, plasma, corpuscle, erythrocyte, hemocyte, leukocyte, consanguinity, and of course, last but not least, exsanguination) by the antisemantotron.
Bama Blogulin?
A metallic echo decays into the ether ...
