I love a small world,
It draws me home.
The soft moist wetness of it's caves
Leads me to it's strange pink portals.
Crowned lightly with a soft down fluffiness.
I take less the road less traveled
Looking for a tough chewiness that gives tender
Beyond a rubbery door lies an Oasis.
And it's completely blissful
Aside from some messy marshy complications
But I love the heat it soothes my bone
Spurts of milk in the dark.
Makes it easy to find to a coarse love
In this compartmental hole
But befriend the blind wyrmling
Who relies on vibratory feelings and violence
Once tamed he can be quite gentle.