Mar 7, 2018
Asteroidia
When you cut a limb off a starfish It regenerates, growing back As long as it can eat and move, It will crawl with it's dismembered body Looking for new oyster groves
If you halve a starfish, The vulnerable pieces metabolize And each regrows a mouth The guillotine breeds new life along Twisted biofeedback, while Ringing lifeless bells
The starfish tickles mollusks, Evicts their introverted shells And gives them the open-mouthed Kiss of death, darkness Smothering, pointing south An embrace that leaves nothing But a calcite carcass Which fulfills a mindless macabre wish The beak that breaks to perish A pastor sent to pasture An alien called a fish
