Meeting
Taningia danae,
Mating
in the dark depths
of oceans
in chance encounters
Male
rips incisions
with beak,
with claws
into the fair female’s neck
moving rapidly
and then
deposits the spermatophores
into the wounds
with a penis
92 centimeters long
and dashes away
before the female lashes out and
devours him
in a cannibalistic reaction
Thereafter she
is sworn off sex for good.
The Disturbing Sex Lives of Deep Sea Squid
that puts a better envelope around some memories. thank goodness I was born on land.
Bioluminescent cephalopods emitting short flashes from light-producing organs, called photophores, on their arms
in a possible courtship dance
Humans also mate in the dark with sparks that flash now and then
Yeah Yeah…those where the day’s
before we lived in a yellow submarine.
Thanks Fons
The beginning to that disturbs me and makes me feel irritable for some reason
Although on other versions I have listened to it’s alright not the same reaction
That is rough playing
Hey Rocky
the nice thing with robots is they can be programmed to one’s liking and one’s mood wouldn’t you say
Jewaira, I love, love, love your blog you really are refreshingly audacious. Keep it up girl.
That some pretty wild ritual by the squid. Will remember that next time I’m having calamari.
Hello K
Many thanks for your appreciative beams
Makes me feel good
The intimate lives of animals provides a lot for thoughtful reflection on our own
Under water love-Whale-vibrations “in the beginning” in the deep sea.-Song for our ancestors-.
St.Miller memories, Saw him once ” live ” in Ahoy Harbour Town early eighties. Sweet critical, romantic,on the run looking for . . .
Fox and me were on our way for Mesh City the south place from Holland for an arty square design job in that town.
He controlled the green Renault 4 from his girlfriend, 200 kilometre Dutch Landscape on Autobahn.
Green grass till horizon.Stately once mighty castle towns, ancient parishes, bridged broad mighty rivers, some trees in the green some friendly white cloud tufts in the bright blue.
Far away a yellow train caterpillar horizon.
Fox and me we’re good friends, share a mind-blowing interest. that time.
A steady motor cadence Steve Miller Sailor on cassette sticky dark Afghan hash white power crystalline on the move …..
Fresh Air…we feel free free like that…,
Then, an hour, we drove into the slipstream from a/the last military narrow formation column truck.
Blushing young farmer-boys in military uniforms look dumb down on two spaced-out good spirit up beat laughing boys in a green Renault 4 listen to- a Gangster of Love- what’s ending with good spirit upbeat laughers.
you took me back in time Fons
( would You be so kind )
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