Steve's Mouth - Pile

A mouth grew up and out

And into the ground

With lips that i wanted to be

Now i’m the one that makes sure it eats

Steve woke up sitting on his own head sobbing

And couldn’t breathe

He had a dream that the mouth died

Because steve had to eat

Mouth had a good eye on its greed

It only takes that which it needs

Sometimes i wish it would eat me