Oysters




We went into the streets 
and squared our shoulders 
against the coming night.  

The clouds hung low in 
our minds, eating us--
eating our thoughts.

The rats were everywhere, 
walking over our feet and
chewing our fingernails for us.

We twisted our hearts into 
animal shapes and 
gave them to the rats.

They did not want them.
They wanted the bones of 
our world to gnaw on.

They wanted to be 
the humming birds that ate 
the fairies of our hearts.

They wanted to filet the blue 
fish of our minds.  
They wanted to burrow 

through our marrow 
and delve into our guts, 
coming up with fresh oysters.






...puttin' the "Po'" in NaPoWriMo...

13 thoughts on “Oysters

  1. You are excelling with each piece you write of late JCC. (Not that you wern’t before btw) This is incredible and oh how I love the dark and the heinous way you have written this. ๐Ÿ™‚ Love Love!

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