What is up with roman à clef: an ode

AE am16 years past 18 only to realize I just needed to tolle lege “roman à clef” or “à clef” as some dictionaries prefer.

After I did, a walrus showed up with a tooth pick, surely to eat me I assume! When he finally cracked the shell and got to my goodn’ tasty spots, the Walrus plucks out this tiny, heavy with gravity pebble which he proceeds to Pop in his face hole.

Next thing I remember, I’m standing alone on the shore. My body feels doubley massive…

–like some wave interference pattern is refracting my metabolism in some all to-

gether new way.

The original compound returns but it has extra dimensions/multitudes than it initially had, and yet the compound never underwent any physical change at all. It seemed like it did even though of course it wouldn’t; but, don’t you remember me promising to do the Algerian BootStrap feat for you? In fact, you will recall that I’ve already told you that I’ve stepped on stage and announced my intent. Furthermore, whether you revelate or not, the Trick is already afoot with its inexorable ways.

You can already hear the wheels turning if you listen hard.

Author: writtencasey

I am fascinated by the scientific endeavor and I read about or engage with those processes as much as possible. I am a compulsive reader and writer. With a background in anthropology and as an arm-chair/backyard scientist, I hope to improve my writing skills and learn about any areas of weakness or misunderstanding in my analytic skills. I am excited to share. Thank you for spending time here. Please reach out if you are so inclined. I'd be excited to hear from you.

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