Baby

I long for a baby

a chubby

and innocent little thing

to tickle my heart and

give me a lovely cloud’s rain

to take away my sorrows and my pains

but the thing is I’m not all that sane

and a baby in my arms

would only see pain

its cries and tears

a pleasure to my ears

throw it in an icy stream

against a splash of frantic screams

or poison a baby bottle

my madness at full throttle