Two Friends, Two Bodies With One Soul

The Sun Rose On The Flawless Brimming Sea Into A Sky All Brazen-all One Brightening For Gods Immortal And For Mortal Men On Plowlands Kind With Grain.

All My Life I've Been An Obese Man Trapped Inside A Fat Man's Body.

Look At Me! I'm A Puffy Pink Cloud!

God Help Me, I'm Just Not That Bright.

…but There They Lay, Sprawled Across The Field, Craved Far More By The Vultures Than By Wives.