Lizards of dirt lust after humans of warm blood
And the poet pounds the tv which makes him insiginificant
The field workers feet are ugly and black
A pretty garden manipulates a girl to become a fiance
all for the sake of romance
And a gun outweights a dagger
The teacher, she condricts herself again and again
A rock is casting a shadow
A Christian has a vision of life
And a whore just ended hers
I read sad things
tasted the sweet
I was lost in the tremendous puddle of the salty sea
Certain smells decapitated me
And I wanted everything to be mine.

I really want swans.
So mom got me a swan ornament.