the noise was unbearable, the screaming of the flowers didn’t let up for a second. the stink unfathomable, pig had shit themselves, and the giant blind frog they sat upon was starting to think something was amiss. / but maybe the flowers weren’t screaming and it was just pigs tinnitus and anxiety. and maybe pig hadn’t shit themselves and the fart had released without a squirt. and maybe it wasn’t a giant blind frog they sat upon, but a flat earth encased in a glass dome.
