POEMS Why Troll Puddles My Face Caterwual A Blessing Construction Broken Hearts

Troll � January 2005 Hazy Lazy   hung out in the sun   Glazed Dazed   nothing got done Sleeping Seeping   outside of my mold Waken Misshapen   and set from the cold.   My head is so heavy,   it rocks, snaps and wags. My feet twisted inward,   unwatched tend to snag. My right arm is stronger. My left arm is longer   So wobbles my totter   with flails from the sag   Whirl, wobble, hobble, hop Trip, tumble, tremble drop.       Scraps on my knees ,   and covered in grim The moon is not new I'm not quite a fool could you love me while I dance out of time..     Got to keep shaking joints all are aching. curse with mutation wrest for alteration haunted by dreaming and raw from the screaming     pay ever toll and make the rocks roll Rocks out to roll rocks out to roll.