an ocean of sound and she
Nikkin Rader
But light what soft these fingers quake
her breasts are lactic placid snakes
empty your spit upon his face
overarching hearts ache in wait
The ocean wept to the stars that night
while her body lay beneath water lit bright
legs spread apart so bees can sting the thighs
open your orifices to foam white
sand in mouth as welcomed as the sunrise
open wrists we give red to the sky
and mouth on shells teeth chip away like pebbles
swallow them whole with fists of kelp
see if they’re there, the men under the sea
clawing at breaking waves faces under
watch them
they scream in salt and drown while you draw their picture
pencil marks on pages like freckles
peel them off the bone
and throw them to the seagulls
