Quiet brother
sulking mother
sobbing infant
love another
dying rodents in the womb
imprisoned by the wavering tune
which reverberates off of the walls and leaves the message of the calls
and opium is aspirin squalls
headaches from within
and with a swirling spin
the dull head of a pin
becomes a blade of sin
and poking stabbing in
beneath pearly infantile skin
stretched thin
and broken like
they broke us in