architectural mollusks
are falloping through
my brain
squeezing past the
instincts that
have kept me down
My instincts,
once brittle sea stars
that splintered
into cracked
peppercorns,
are now mixed with
the breathy liquid
of squid,
lubrication for
the spiny paths ahead
They blow their ink
between my
inverted vertebrae
injecting Jello into bone
busting through
fiber and tissue like
fresh-skimmed
lavacream
and all my muck
rises to the top
in a neon rawness
that I find beautiful
Soon
my burning crevices
will be cooled
fossils will turn to flesh
and, as sure as knowledge
springs into action
I will make
for the shoreline
like a cephalopod rocket
silky smooth
my fins spun into wings
touching magic
as they glide
Apr 7, 2018
Apr 7, 2018 at 5:29 PM UTC
architectural mollusks
are falloping through
my brain
squeezing past the
instincts that
have kept me down
My instincts,
once brittle sea stars
that splintered
into cracked
peppercorns,
are now mixed with
the breathy liquid
of squid,
lubrication for
the spiny paths ahead
They blow their ink
between my
inverted vertebrae
injecting Jello into bone
busting through
fiber and tissue like
fresh-skimmed
lavacream
and all my muck
rises to the top
in a neon rawness
that I find beautiful
Soon
my burning crevices
will be cooled
fossils will turn to flesh
and, as sure as knowledge
springs into action
I will make
for the shoreline
like a cephalopod rocket
silky smooth
my fins spun into wings
touching magic
as they glide
It is time
