Cry beyond the cage of birth
Crowding toward the crushing earth
Creeping in the soiled skirts
Of carnal lust and losing mirth.
Laughing loud in loyal love
To gain a shred of laughter rough
In breathing in the layered lore
Of life forgotten and forged l’amour.
Loving lust and lousy grime
To grovel low in lowest slime
Crawling and craving and carving
Tomb of craven cries and starving.
Cry contrary and contraband!
And crowd the criers’ crying stand.
Creep upon the crowding crave
And crowing, carnal lust off-stave!