Monday, 6 February 2012

Poetry Month: Pearls

Pigs have no use for pearls
by-product of an oyster's pain
consumed and excreted
not appreciated

by some fat-necked woman
who squeals at the pretty
the expensive pretty

at the library of
iridescent books
dusted and unread
bought for their bindings
bought and bound


If oysters ruled the world
they would have found
a cure for pearls

all around their shells
a chain of cancers
cut from a man