Forked Tongues of Soul

Written by: john freeman

Spittle of diddle are many tongues forming spittle two ends against the middle they diddle spittle spittle, they diddle, as mucus forms of diddle, spittle still` Breath of Spirit speaks to even the coldest souls current of life excels the void womb thus swells dilly, they dally, in death‘s valley, folly squirms the worms