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armadillidiidae

Summary:

armadillidiidae is a family of woodlice, a terrestrial crustacean group in the order isopoda. unlike members of some other woodlice families, members of this family can roll into a ball... this ability gives woodlice in this family their common names of pill bugs or roly polies.

or, ccrime and how words can mean everything and also nothing at all

Notes:

hi there. new dialogue poem. FOR FUN!!!!! because i like rolie polies and wanted to write something with them in it

stuff from the summary comes from the wikipedia i did not write that (obviously)

enjoy!!

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Work Text:

armadillidiidae

 

Do you think, like,

The bugs know

That they’re bugs?

What are you

On about?

Like, I know

I’m human,

I know you’re human.

I think? You smell

Like shit, so maybe

You’re a shit monster–

Very funny.

Thank you!

So anyway I just wonder,

Ponder, really, if the bugs

Know what we know.

Probably not,

Their brains aren’t

That's big.

Like yours.

I’m going to pummel you.

You fucking wish you could.

I definitely could.

I,

Am a man of war.

Got muscles and scars n shit.

Ladies love it. 

You, sing sad songs

And snot all over yourself.

I could handle you

Easily.

Hey, I fought too!

And you sucked.

Yeah, I did.

I’m sorry.

Didn’t ask you

To be sorry.

Okay, but

I still am.

You still didn’t fully

Explain the philosophy

Of bugs to me.

You don’t have to

Change the subject.

Christ, man,

Just talk about

The bugs!

Fine! Okay!

No! I don’t think

Pill bugs,

Or any other bugs, know 

That they’re bugs.

They’re actually

Rolley polleys–

Whatever!

I don’t think they’re

Capable of that. 

You could have just

Said that.

I thought you wanted to talk

About home

And stuff. Stuff

That I did.

I don’t think everything

Means something else.

The war–home stuff is just stuff.

Bugs are just bugs.

It’s not to me.

It’s not like 

I was miserable

The whole time.

Hm.

If I was,

I probably wouldn’t 

Bring it up. Not 

With you.

But I did.

Why?

Because I needed

To prove that I could easily

Fucking clart you. 

Odds I win a fight with you?

Odds are low–

Ow! You shit!

Not my hair–

Jesus, I did it

This morning!

Wait,

You do your hair

In the morning?

Don’t even start–

Oh I’m starting–

Don’t–

Tell me I won!

Fucking– let go

Of my hair!

Say, “Tommy 

Is the biggest man

In the world, and I,

Wilbur Soot,

Lost this fight.”

Fine! I lost!

I lost!

Good. 

Stay in your place,

Loser. 

Gladly.

… 

I think

Bugs can think.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Then they’re nothing

Like you.

Oh, fuck off.

Hey, it’s like you said.

Bugs are just bugs.

Yeah,

Bugs are just bugs.

And you’re just

Fucking ugly.

Gee, thanks.

Love you too.

Anytime. 

Notes:

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