Mongrels - UPPER - screaming with friends

After thoughts After births You asked me how I You asked me how I Look alike Through the door Boy or a girl To be ignored Mouths made of fangs Fangs made of friends Friends made of fathers Fathers made of mongrels Look alike To be described Through the wall You asked me twice A boy held between His forms dictated to him In guts in wombs Born with The means to die The longest hour Of the night Mouths made of fangs Fangs made of friends Friends made of fathers Fathers made of mongrels