Experiment With Tears - Die Form

Knives and toys, knives and tears

Criminal in spite of yourself…

Misfortunes never come singly and

You had some little fads…

You always wanted them to be naked

Too lovely and too pure

You couldn’t resist ripping them up

Couldn’t resist ripping them up

But this little black-tongued girl

You followed to do your dirty work

Led you on tortuous lanes to the

Depths of Hell…

Knives and toys

Knives and tears

Criminal in spite of yourself…