Crabs And Luck - Poem by RIC BASTASA

the crabs are the creatures of pincers
they bite each flesh and nerve
and it will be so painful but you
are as silent as the
grass and as resilient as the
the vine that is in touch with the
latest wind

when you are finally taken
i know that like the rest you are not coming back
to tell us
how it is there
what perfection has been given
how happiness can never be contained
because it is
beyond the hold of our hands
beyond the grasp of the
human minds

lucky, indeed how lucky can you be
on your first trip to

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 7, 2011

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