She looked over his shoulder
For vines and olive trees,
Marble well-governed cities
And ships upon untamed seas,
But there on the shining metal
His hands had put instead
An artificial wilderness
And a sky like lead.

A plain without a feature, bare and brown,
No blade of grass, no sign of neighborhood,
Nothing to eat and nowhere to sit down,
Yet, congregated on its blankness, stood
An unintelligible multitude,
A million eyes, a million boots in line,
Without expression, waiting for a sign.

Friday, January 23, 2009

It's official

This is the cutest animal on earth. It is the cutest animal the will ever exist. Case closed.

The slow loris

Also here, and here.

Unfortunately they are not good pets, or so Yahoo Answers says.
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2 comments:

Baking With Plath said...

Oh my god I need one

January 27, 2009 at 7:28 PM
Joel said...

So I did some research on whether one could purchase these animals. It seems that they are in the habit of peeing all over the place. I once had a dog that did this. Not cool.

Someday I will have a greenhouse. There will be slow lorises in there, you better believe it. I'll have lines I tell you, out the door.

January 27, 2009 at 7:52 PM

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