sensitive child

ration, back and forth
feed huge holes between teeth
big laughs, to crying
eating

wonders whether
alive or paused

adorned with a hot reserve,
and keeps the frantic thing
panicked at the bars

cannot help it
finger rubbing fiending

click of the tongue does beckon
shepherd, my lamb on its knees,
hit me, hit me

asks, must thrust hand in to
sensitive child
prone
my, how beautiful