Nervous Ticks

 

The seed 

ticks alert me to

their presence by tickling 

the hairs on my legs

i squish them between my nails

if i can find them 

if i can't find them 

now, i will find them later

when i become

the meal.

salacious seashells by the seashire

 A sailor went to see see see

st francis of assisi's sea

to saw the sea he sees

too obscene to seize to be 

unseen the seam it steams

in streams it seems to dream

unspun it swims the seed 

to me

I guess 

I'll be.