Capital q Poetry
Poetry from the fellow Trent Bellwood
6/3/13
Mollusk
Mollusk me a message
As gold melts off my legs
An goes to pool around my feet
As meat of meal and muscle
Move their way onto defeat
A the eyes of making meaning
Mean to make themselves a treat
Mollusk me a message
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