How can I slough off this shell,
an oyster self-shucked and
steamed by loneliness?
And why did I grow this shell
in the first place?
It did nothing against the boil,
and seems to make
the world covet my flesh.
How can I slough off this shell,
an oyster self-shucked and
steamed by loneliness?
And why did I grow this shell
in the first place?
It did nothing against the boil,
and seems to make
the world covet my flesh.