I want to take your head
and clasp it so tightly that the shape and size
morphs into a clump
as if your scalp and brain was made
of orange play-doh-
I wouldn’t be surprised if it was.
But the texture is probably dry and crumbly.
Efforts are futile to make anything of use.
That’s what happens when you play with incompetent clay…
You might as well have a handful of poop.