Uh oh
where'd your head go
planted it in with the tomatoes
its in the ground with the rocks and bones
and the ants and the toads
in a box in a bag
for the rest of my kin show em sin
with the lord all cursing and yelling too loud
you forced me in would you let me out?
My garden please
please please me
would you sprout us a friend for the centipedes?
My garden please
leave me be
roots round my toes and dirt up to my knees