Babble bubble.

[astroglitter]

my foot's put
and the toes knows
the pegs of legs
and the wise thighs...
the hips slip
the thin skin...
and the breast rest
and the arms harm
and the hands stand fanned
and the fingers linger...
and the necks flex
the tin chin...
and the lips rip
and the nose blows
and the eyes rise...
the heads dead.

Hmm?