Everywhere I go, there are little white butterflies. Statistically I know there's more than one type of butterfly. I just never see them. Much like how there are only blue wildflowers. I know this for a fact because I planted many wildflower seed once and all colors came up. Lovely. The next year, all the flowers were blue.
It's like nature has it's own version of Walmart & Starbucks that is slowly absorbing all competition. White butterflies, blue wildflowers and robins (the only bird I see). It's a bit odd. Since that's all I see, I wonder what type of blinders I have on that make me ignore the other flowers, butterflies and birds. Unless I'm actually the first person to notice all the other species have gone extinct. That could also just be the Hornsby's talking. Again, only one type of hard cider...hmm.
An Erinku (in fastness):
Trumpet,
loud, insisting;
my burrito
cooks slowly.
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