By the way, cockles and mussels are two different kind of shellfish. They are both “filter-feeders” that eat whatever is in the water that flows past them and flows over their mouthparts. Mussels typically are dark and look like elongated clams. Cockles typically look like very picturesque seashells.
If I ever see a bigfoot I’ll try
to tackle it. I’ll try to drag it down.
Of course, fairy-lore is full of stories
where humans get dragged to Magonia
and disappear into the fairy realm.
Ancient lore advises if you’re ever
kidnapped and taken to the fairy realms
it’s best not to eat food they offer you.
Legend has it fairy food will change you.
A couple days back
at our library
the pretty young girl
always dressed in black
was dressed in all white.
I bought a ticket
for the lottery
but it didn’t win.
I blame Tricia but
I think only courts
would uphold my claim.
“My wild side that’s really me comes out in my watercolors—especially of snow, which is absolutely intoxicating to me. I’m electrified by it—the hush—unbelievable. A white mussel shell on a gravel bank in Maine is thrilling to me because it’s all the sea—the gull that brought it there, the rain, the sun that bleached it there by a stand of spruce trees.” [ Andrew Wyeth ]
So I wrote mussels are typically dark
but sometimes mussels put on their best whites.
I hope mussels can get psychedelic.
That girl who rents films in the library
was really pretty when she put on white.
That’s why shellfish should get psychedelic.
There is force in visual alchemy.
And somebody must take up arms against
the sea of troubles unleashed on our seas.
The metaphor was mixed to begin with.
Psychedelic shellfish are the answer.
So let’s be careful what we eat because
even the ‘normal’ black and white mussels
might have psychedelic aspirations.
Ambition is rare. We need to stay tight
and not get sucked into the shadow realms
where there’s not enough light to see colors.
There’s a war on and these are the bad guys: