poem: ripped clutter

coating the thumping heart

gurgling rancid pomegranate seeds and flaky scales of fish

oil pools slovenly on the oceanic floor

it drips steadily into the fetid waters, 

moments before pinguid bubbles rise

misshapen yellowed teeth lodged in cascading spirals 

leer from its burrows within the strained pink flesh

the stomach echoes of past groans and misery

a black viscous pool 

squirms in delight at the tiny waves 

Sloshing when the groans emits

its layers of aged milk skin, of putrid tonsilloliths

lie in wait

for the minute

food or drink 

no longer showers down