dirty splits soak up this scum
a ring for a spill in my pants
don't take me lightly
with your dead eyed sneer
you rascal of clay
you earth quake
i will wander this fire eaten past
and find the root
that still grasps the earth.
i will not be sorry again
that i am this wanderer.
i will not cry to you after
i have spoiled the broth of my heart.