Shells: Give In

Bathe in the ink I spill

Body of black tar and desperate words

Cup my flesh; sharpened nails of the writer's tool

Laceration of heightened need; broken into a new hysteria 

Sea Shells smothered in dreams of white sand and the lover's blood

Cry my name in your haunted dreams

Follow the trails of my cynical longing

Straight to the stardust day of your mind trapped between my thighs