Hermit Crab's Lament You who call us house proud and vapid have misunderstood. Do you think we merely fumble our way by instinct into any hollow object? You can't comprehend the arithmetic of our choices; the ecstasy of toil in a hard, rank womb.
Poem of the Month: Hermit Crab's Lament
Poem of the Month: Hermit Crab's Lament
Poem of the Month: Hermit Crab's Lament
Hermit Crab's Lament You who call us house proud and vapid have misunderstood. Do you think we merely fumble our way by instinct into any hollow object? You can't comprehend the arithmetic of our choices; the ecstasy of toil in a hard, rank womb.