Worry

got a mouth like a gun
at back of my head
with a voice
like a saw on a nail. . .

got an eye like a bullet
without any lead
and a mind
that is thin as a rail. . .

got a head like a fish
disgustingly dead
with a skin
like milk in a pail. . .

got a way of distorting
the things i have said
if you don't leave this game
i might fail. . .

1977