There was a time you'd find
its untidy nest at the top of the lot
in the front room of apartment zero nine
Then, miles down time's treadmill
the creature first took notice, took a look
at its surroundings said,
"My world's color could be described as, and called, shame."
It split itself in half
The legs grew a head
The torso grew wings
While the grounded body kept vigil,
kept the common company
of rapists, liars, and thieves,
the winged being pushed off the Earth,
never to return to shame
as an ape with one short face,
but as a thing with a thousand names.
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