§kin to §kin – §ound§ of Rin

§kin to §kin - that's how you win 
When the quillbots come in & pin 
Onto you their mark like a pen 
Placing you in a pig pen of men 
As the wind looks through windows 
Hoping for when the windmill spins 
Sin into the singe fringe & cringe 
At the friends of fiends, who send 
Letters & words as quill quilts in 
Concentric ©ircles - §ound§ of Rin