When time began in Houston, the hamburger rolled over a flat empty plain and up into the clouds, into the ozone, burning up above the sky, and floating back down into the flatness of earth, where lizards and birds and mammals drank from streams and arteries, giving into life. And so went the passing of time into hamburger.
For hundreds of millions of years hamburger continued to roll up into the sky over Houston, only to float back down and settle on the grass and wildlife that had uprooted it and become it and slipped it between its growth. Hamburger was and hamburger was over all, enshrined. As it was with the dinosaur above Houston, and land and trees. As it was with the man above Houston, and malls and food courts.