Their Secret Poem by James McLain

their secret if the
one it is
is that one.
where bent at the
waist
and though it is
unfairly it is used.
being weak mate
and you are
because
you told her about it.
no one knew, i drained
my oysters
before i ate them.
except you.
and so each day this
one oyster
is just so much more
so, it is so.
juicy.
and less cloth each day
is wrapped around
this one.
i only told you today that
this oyster
was so transparent
it became translucent
through it's pink
pale veil.
coiled thus it was sheer
madness
and every tender wrinkle
was not as you think.
more thought has to be
given to the depths about
the rim
with smoke and flame
even under water.
mate keep quite about the
half shells
or they will know about each
tree
you talk about in class.
sheerness
that