Boy oozed worthless

through grime & drug bliss...

Men shit & spit & bruise him

on ankles, tits, tongue, & heart.

He rip apart open & over himself...

He blossom & blister & escape

from that wealth of destruction...

that hunger corruption...

He take it all in...

He suck it all down...

He swallows that fuck

but refuses to drown...

He wants to change now -

what the men say he should...

He wants to be nothing;

if only he could...

But he move so slowly...

His skin shine so oily...

No reward & no joy

for the end of snail boy.