Like the fruit fly I have difficulty
if given a hard perceptual choice and also take longer because the brain needs to integrate information until it has enough to make a decision. Like them, I deliberate
rather than merely act impulsively--though I do that as well.
And my brain can also be compared to a leaky bucket of water. But
more surprising than a fruit fly making up its mind
is that it has a mind of its own. I think.
Unlike the Komodo Dragon, I have not bitten Sharon Stone's husband's toe.
Unlike the Komodo Dragon, my saliva cannot kill a man. And
I don't have the pleasure of residing in a Beaux-Arts building.
With indoor pool.
And I don't smell things with my darting forked tongue.
Also, unlike the Komodo Dragon,
I'm cute and cuddly --really. But like one, I too am
vulnerable, responsive, and inquisitive. And not always available. And,
like one, I monitor. I am An Amazing Monitor
--especially of the husband-- and I've been known to attack humans.
Like the elephant shark, I must possess a primitive system that prefers
shallow shallows, dark darkness,
mucky murkiness. I mean
like them I’ve not been granted immunity
yet carry on as if nothing will fuck with me.