KindlingA Poem by Soil CreepSparks Quietly, like a good boy, answer to throes of inconsistency with the malice of infected dairy products towards tolerable spheres of impudence and Quietly, like a good boy, tear up at the sight of fiction and never cry out for Quietly, like a good boy, grab father's shotgun it's time you learned the price of Quietly, like a good boy, learn to forget your sister's eyelashes and the rolling of water in that cramped Quietly, like a good boy, forget to remember the bread and cold and remember to forget that he was once a good man. © 2012 Soil CreepAuthor's Note
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