I never did cry after that saccharine lullaby
not a once...

Seven days they say, it took
to create every cranny, every cove, every nook...

I love the thoughtful way you speak
I love your beautiful personality...

Wailing brokered the silence, paid
moaning fed human lusts, laid...

May I beseech thee, to sing fair a song
Under the berch tree, just there, yes, anon...

Pity my friends, oh come, pity me!
I threw my last throws, just there, on the lee...

Flippy fed on Tuesday
Flippy fed midweek...

'Didst thou see, timorous wretch, cowering anon
nursing yesterday's alms, seeping, lamenting, a...

You aliquoted your affection
Disdained to speak of why...

I.
My father is an enigma...

Listless hearts
Endless roads...

Feeling returned with an aching, endless...
She slowly looked down at her breasts...