The Litany

Torn at the seams, breathing, teething on me Talking to myself Rhythm screaming Why else would I help The little teemings But now, I am faced with a fear so great In haste, I'm bound to make a grave mistake I learned the other day that snakes can taste Smells from their vomeronasal plates And I re-watched Dune the other day Not because I liked it, but because I like the way They recite the litany That fear is the mind killer And I know you say that endlessly That fear is the mind killer Talking to myself Rhythm screaming Why else would I help The little teemings