The Only Way We Talk About It

Guests at the Academy of Natural Sciences are invited to touch the animals

Here's the bison behind the glass here are what the fossils look like

Lie down in the grass and feel the cold exhale

It's of a snow leopard hitting the space between your eyes

How out of place

The volunteer held a scorpion in his palm

A tarantula never killed nobody

The tarantula's name was Ramona

He didn't hold her

Her legs were so numerous I couldn't look

The only way we talk about love is through possessives

To own to graze

To have and to hope

Feel how beautiful it is to say the word Mesozoic

The sky is blue in every scene

While you're lying down open your eyes and tell me what you see