Charles Ireland - Poem 24 – The Tender Epi-Layer lyrics

I've gleamed within the wound I've pierced the outer skin And viewed his mutant body I've skimmed his shiny side And touched his barren cilia But now my hand has reached His tender epilayer While people down to apathy Do cry for more relief My tender youthful hands have found That separation in within But there's no love around As I so tenderly affect The crying Robins child I do so with regret But now submit the need For care For touch For tender “I love you's” When hardened by Medussa's touch To shere I am right now A lowly skeptic waiting her For years to pa** me by