This I know to say,
Is something about decay,
Like lifeless fruit I say,
I must always remain,
At your beckoning call,
Wither without the all,
Father,
The Ocean calls my name,
Father,
The grass, and light remains,
The lovely winter womb,
Of a desert rabbit,


* STRANGLED: *

Stop this petty nonsense right now,
I told the cops at the station to remove,
The eyeballs,
From the corner of my thoughts,
they said....
"I am the dragon in your soup"
I replied...
"I am the method in your heart"
...