Tell me about yourself.
Inflection expresses pleasure.
Where are you from？
A house with many drawers and in each one is a bird.
Your race？
Monarch orange and bristling.
What do you do？
The wind picks up.
How do you do it？
I dig out the seed with a nail.
Do you believe in progress？
Evolution is spelled erratically.
Politics？
Bark， split and patched with lichen.
And your heroes？
Shadows trade places.
What are your ambitions？
Oxygen flows through a window and I lose track of it.
Pursuits？
Affection， direction.
What do you value？
Attention is currency.
Best advice？
In the morning， the stimulation of water； later， of letters.
In a word？
Hammock. Or havoc.