God loves the grotesque.
God made them that way,
made them that way to
keep me away from the bad things.
God made things
squish, and others
sticky, and others still
crunch vocally when you
bite them.
That's why it feels
bad to see something
I shouldn't, because
God didn't want me to watch.
And God forbid if I
touch and then
taste any of it,
God forbid!
God wants me to listen to the piano;
God wants me to look at pretty things,
not touch!
I might break them
or make them dirty,
so God forbids.
