jeweled crabs scuttling <br />*sparkle* <br />as sun progresses from east to west <br />or west to east <br />or whichever way the wind <br />b-l-o-w-s <br />opal eyes peering, shells writhing <br />pincers devouring <br />the limbs of loved ones <br />(the sun turns in disgust and vomits into the ocean) <br />flecking diamond trails <br />stones spouting from those red, red rubied-backs <br />a penny for your thoughts <br />a fortune for your flesh-eating <br />sweaty-faced and queasy, i shelter behind a rock <br />as crabs swarm about me, nipping at my <br />toes <br />a bite of my feet and the emeralds pour forth <br />canvas dragged as shoelaces spew from greedy mouth <br />gone are my legs <br />hips <br />stomach <br />arms <br />one crab settles itself upon my face <br />transfixed, i watch while the eyes of the creature <br />and the eyes of my own <br />reflect into each other, dual mirrors <br />and i scream, <br />for they are human eyes <br />and as the cannibalism proceeds <br />the sun continues to vomit darkness <br />again and again into the sea<br /><br />Abby Koning<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/scuttle/
