Ocean Queen

An oyster is a polished apple, a lyrical topcoat 

amidst a flat rock barrel of sweat, 

salt and flesh.  It is a peninsula, 

a panhandle, a wing, 

a tuxedo in the sand- 

cultivated in human history 

to satisfy our ravenous appetites.  

We should all bow and take note; 

oysters are fresh flesh gulf beasts:  

pry, slurp, swallow – 

hold oysters to the sky!

Perhaps that was the plan of the gods 

from the first little oyster-suckling, 

salt-licking tongue princess.  

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