it's not for fun <br />some god turns the wheel <br />children christ's jism <br />consequences consequential <br /> <br />I make birds' feet in the ozone <br />while daylight is saved and somewhere <br />bent over his nonchalant pig <br />a farmer's son rejoices <br /> <br />offspring, your dream is blubber <br />fried in lard <br />pickled in brine <br />cloaked in daggers <br /> <br />quit squirming <br />the pillow says no<br /><br />Tanec Rayl<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beatboxing-appreciated/
