I am a conch shell

She sells her soul on the sea shore Salty and salivating, lapping licking labour She sells her sex and some part of herself Slip and slice her her skin tonight, pouring of the bowls Arrrruuuuuuuuugah hooooooorrrrnnn Eyes starboard the knight sky, ships off the water fall Cliff and axe to cleave her face, heft through … Continue reading I am a conch shell