( E a r t h S e q u e n c e )
i search asylum.
/ what you can.
Scuttling on their crooked legs,
crabs / translucent / from seaeggs,
take the shore by storm //
[the beach / forever / from the blue]
crumbles in soft press under your
Suntouch / bruised us / Malaysian blonde.
My heavy foot / cracks their delicate shells,
their mighty army
(From me /
from us /