Suzana’s Shell

  

Crawl inside your fragile shell,

brave and bold

but dark and empty,

hidden, cradled by your spell.

Scraped and cut,

this is where animals rut;

could the visions be much clearer…

asking questions you can’t answer,

A shadow boxer

not a dancer.

words and language-

merely myth and cornucopia,

just some trash I’ll soon dispose of.

with European pained delight

You choose to feast;

yet never bite.

tucked so deeply in your shell,

how can u expect to eat?

I could light you all aflame,

chase you from your spiraled cave-

but hungry passions always wane.

Thoughts to which no soul is privy,

 strangled, choked,

but never spoken.

Dense with fog,

our chosen path;

blathered nonsense, 

never lasts.

and my terrain is far too vast 

for you to view or ever scan,

and I’ve no home for eager fans.

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Author: moonmaenad

Unskilled Navigator of this ocean we call life..somebody throw me a lifejacket STAT…or a clever and friendly dolphin

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