Playhouse Experimentrazor-bone love
her red and black eyes
fit sharp like scissors to a dolly
if I were ripped wide on a spike
at the bottom of a slide
who would come to needle and thread me?Fixing candies covering blades
the tasty treat you savor
and love so
this, the rhyme
stayed with me as child
nothing tastes as sweet as her cuts, thoughI feel aggressive
pieces of the pie
lay rotten in the sand
I trusted time away to you
who'd never understand
why I would play the fool
by spelling out my plans
to picture once my childhood woman
eating from my hand