Turns me on br I will write a poem. br br Delirious moon had br picked me up from under the skin. br br The safety pin was broken, br now a crowd will disrobe me. br br Everytime when my pain makes you cry br oranges are not meant for the sale. br br A collegium will stich up the wound. br Once upon a caste the country will go. br br br br br br br • On reading Orange Crush of Simone Muench.