I like to think that there are worms in all of us
Just crawling and squirming inside all of us
And creeping and loving inside all of us
So simply just being inside all of us

There are worms in the garden, so trim them, so trim them
There are worms in your hair, so trim them, so trim them
There are worms in the basement, excavate the whole **** room
Cause too many worms will spell your ******* doom

I like to think that there are worms inside me
And to think I once thought them as my sworn enemy
The worms of the world have helped me to see
Should I ever be without them, I’ll dangle from a tree
And worms and or isn’t, sadness bitter glee
Fe fi fo fum and a magic floating pea

’Twas a long time ago when the worms were so blue
But now they are happy cause I’ve accepted them true
Now I welcome them in, with their families too
Consider letting some worms live inside of you?

Was it because I was in the wrong
That you chastised me with words so strong?
Told me what to do in no uncertain terms
Your words are worms
which crawl around my head
You are slippery
Like them
They invade
and they won't be dug up with a *****
but they can eat up **** and die
because I won't cry
or water those words with my tears.

Today, from class I was walking
On the phone with my boyfriend,
I was talking,
When between my feet I felt
A squishy, squirmy wormy,
Who's brain,
I mushed, stomped,
Smashed and smushed,
amidst the evening rain.

I cried out "why!?"
For his little brown eye,
Stared deep into my soul.
It looked so sad,
Because it was a dad,
To other squirmy wormys
I couldn't see.

As I was walking,
Still on the phone, talking
To my boyfriend,
who could not see,
The death of the wormy,
No longer so squirmy,
And I considered
What is life to be.

apples lost
to early rot
first blush of red
on mottled skin
a sallow death
sure as sin

crow of night
crowns the branch
boldly pecks
a hole so wide
plucks the worm
from inside

The limbs grow, cover and cradle me
Like the arms of a forgotten lover
The maggots give me love bits as they slowly consume
The worms slither round about, in and out
Never again will my face wear a frown
Never again will I worry about zen
Or about how's and when's
This moss is my bed
Where I lay my weary head
Off to rest for eternity
Where the animal and insects show me love internally

Finally LOVE!!!!!!

Say 'hello' to the Earth when they bury you
Say 'how do you do' to the Worms and Ants
They're here to spread your Atoms
They're here to make you new
Matter cannot be created or destroyed
Your Atoms have always been here and they always will be
Welcome home

The rain is pouring down
Those poor worms are sure to drown
They're looking for a dry spot to be found

They crawl to that one small spot of concrete
They found what they seek
The birds are waiting with sharpened beaks

To the birds it's a rain fueled feast
With death the worms they greet
Like me, the worms are just ment to feed the beast