Stuffy, sweaty air to breath,
wet inside, Hole to see.
Yelling, screaming, SShh I hear,
climb in sis, "get in here".
Looking out, whisper, spit,
spraying out all her shout.
Hitting, banging, haul on out,
listen, seeing what they shout.
Hiding from the fists I fear!
I can't breath! It's tight in here.
Father, Mother, I was hatched.
I don't like any of that.
Smashing, hashing, smoking, neat?
Drinking, blinking, this is Tea?
Let me out!
Put me back.
I won't shout!
if you don't tout.
You're not mine.
No Mom and Dad.
It's not sad,
if you add
Subtraction.
K.A.P.
5/19/2009
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