Birds can be heard pecking their way out of ribcages nThis bone surround resounds, please give them a cuttlefish! nThere's a lump inside my throat - there are worms inside my oesophagus. nWho'll tear my interior? Who'll stab this area? Who'll stab this area? Who will? nnI'm not the captain, but if I was the captain I'd fire on your ship to light torches in the ocean; nflickering like peregrine. nIt's perched in the vein like a tern or a doctor's spike digging in search of primitive life, nto dry out slowly this strong muscle. nThe sound of an aviary's akin to a chamber. nnSex makes idiots of us all! nnI thought I could sense a mutiny so I grabbed the nearest weapon... nbut this ancient-old pedigree, that cuts through the foam like a bow, ncaught me by the wrist and said you'd better count on something else than violence... ncause in it's turn it brings horrors. nAnd down this tunnel the rowdy-mouth of a train's wheels is trying to fright blood from the heart in a marching band. nHave heart in the marching band - pose - because the capriciousness of love presents itself as a clatter. nAnd under the canopy cries hurt the middle of this forest.n