already wet - poetry part1

Was already wet already bathing once
Cracked already broken
exhausted how no proof you can
you accuse me of making love to her again

Too embarrassed already embarrassed
in front of people you have the right to slander me
is not slander more cruel than killing
Was already wet already bathing once

Let alone birds fly
twig did not want to break
let alone myself who have feelings

You've thrown rocks
You hide your hand
who you invite
why did he come

Ouch-no more than pain later
better now
before I die