Animals: "Crustaceans" by Rena Su
Crustaceans
Ten legs crawl to the cadence of my vague discomfort
Shifting the sand and forging their own hourglasses
I never liked crabs, those that stroll the beach armoured
By a skeleton of dollhouse orange, eyes twin voids
Mother Nature, why do you love the crabs? Why do you
Sew together crab-form again and again? You churn
The skin and bone and reverse them. You sing an ode to
The teeth on palms. Oh allow me to plant the crabs in sand
Each of those sideways steps and let me walk along all
High and mighty with forward strides.
There is only less fear when I see you in the midst of
Midnight illumination; in clear panes of acrylic
And tap-dancing to the loneliness of the supermarket
Hostage in a rubber band and
it is only then that I feel in control.