Poetry by John Hicks
black and gray
muck-thick nightmare
dredged from the bottom
of the Chesapeake
fleshly plump
silken softness cased
in milky opalescence
you filter in obscurity
a single muscle
locks out demands
of the world above
until I pick you up
blunt oyster knife
and scraped fingers
I seek your vulnerable
spot for the blade
to thrust and twist
until you yield
to lay you in a dish
with five of your kind
About the Poet
John Hicks is an emerging poet: has been published or accepted for publication by: Valparaiso Poetry Review, I-70 Review, Ekphrastic Review, Glint Literary Journal, Midnight Circus,Bangor Literary Journal, Mojave River Review, Vita Brevis, and others.
Vita Brevis Press. 
Amazing. I’ve often been fascinated by those people who could shuck and oyster.
Lovely snapshot! Great imagery going on.