I picked up a worm, and it wrote something in my hand with a tiny pencil. Unfortunately it was too small to read. An autograph? A spell? An angry note?
I’ve decided to line up with their writing and whatever they wrote appear to be…. phallic.
I don’t how to break the news with you, but, I think that worm drew a penis on your hand…. Congratulation?
Ooh! Thank you for this valuable contribution to the field of worm linguistics and/or art. It is still unclear to me if it’s meant as a rude message to me, if it’s just putting its tag there, or something else. Further research is needed!
I think the idea of it being a penis is anthropomorphism. I mean, the worm doesn’t have a penis itself, nor proper eyes with which to see one. No, I’m afraid this is something far more interesting: a self-portrait. You have been touched by an aesthetic annelid, and now your life will never be the same.
Now I will forever try to communicate with all the worms I find, but I worry that I’ll never meet this one again.
My name is Werm I liv in ground And thru the darck I skwirm around
The peepl tell me All the tym I’m farr too yuck With too much slym
Raised on the ancient language of flowers, limericks foraged from gravestones, and lemon meringue pie, Thursdayplaid stumbled forth into the wide world to see what there was to see. Due to the tumblr incompetence of 2018, many early posts will be imported from thursdayplaid.tumblr.com.
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