time has come to forward the limbs
let us build you again
night after night
shanking bruisers for your clamps
not for me
not for the meaningless
but i saw you and your attempts
there was much for anyone with life
would you cry out for the storms?
or simply for the worms?
do not blame me kid
do not come overdone
the whiplash sounds familiar to you
not to me
cruel but true
