Luna C Major

They never found the bodies because,
according to him, he ate them all.

They never found the bones of the bodies he said he ate because,
according to him, the dog ate them.

They never found the dog who, according to him,
ate the bones of the bodies he said he ate because

he said he ate the “poor little thing.”

He said.

But they did find the dog, and inside the dog, they found his ring.

Titus Toledo makes nothing happen. As of this writing, he digs space weather, code art, semiotics, guerrilla gardening, and crispy begukan— in that order. He comes in peace.