UNTL, by David Sprehe

Shoreline. Roll gentle waves along the sand. Knees held to chest. Tongue sprouts many barbs. Snakes out seeks crab in wet sand burrow. Crab tossed out smashed and boiled by tongue steam jet blasted from volcanic under flesh pouches. Bites off tongue. Tongue convulses and shits its innards. Stands and gets crab and sits and eats the crab meat pieces. Been here long time on Island. Beard touches crotch and grey. Crab tastes good. Play with pee hole rub finger on little pee hole hole. Pee hole clutches at finger, suckles sweet. Gnosh food mush real good and spit food into gaping pee hole. Pee hole purrs. Pee hole fed, pee hole burps, pee hole shrivels back into fold. Stand up and scratch ass. Sky deteriorates where look. Black hole spread and filled with swimming light. Everything bent to hole like leaves to day and became dandelion seeds in wind. Together we went. Warm water running over skin. Dream like dancing. Blue eyes freckle elfish cheeks glistening eyes swollen. Lip cut. Face streaked with screams. Glowing bubbles pop. Thin plastic sheet wiggles. Unable to grant listening you see here we fail to appreciate sphincter clutch tube wavy lines broken quiver screen metal bent scratches skin don’t see like they do lost trembling words falling into suction drain pipe clogged with stained tissue no hop shake tins fug me kettle beep ampere hoe fork twirling makeshift doll made of straw pulled headless lifelike doll crackles brittle pieces flake and fall. Fall to floor.