Shellfish from Malaga by Nicknames

Social bivalve
sew shut that shell
sutures suit your aesthetic
so pro tem and so
pathetically blue
oh, tragic you

so she’ll sow seeds
rip out your weeds
suit yourself,
shoot yourself to see it bleed
“innate hate recreate me/ imprisoned by my envy”
“i think too hard and lack the spark to burn her memory”
the cassius clay of poetry, you move so gracefully
but, butterfly, when it collides, your sting, it goes both ways

moored on an un-shoreline
in the wet sands of time
she said her farewell
so shed said shell
floating on an ocean
waiting like a wave, to break
hoping this emotion
somehow fades away

• Punk
• Supernatural
• emo
• sparkly
• twinkly
• Cape May