Crabs/Cancer

Once the tides come in

I can crawl my way back to you

so I can find a friend.

I can enter the hole I came from

because you know I'm red not blue.

With my beady eyes

I jiggle off sea foam. 

I will pinch you hard

until you see what I do.

Follow my word.

watch out! Because I'm not afraid. 

Author's Note

Poor crabs, so mean....

Reviews

[Brittany]

Clinging to someone that understands you but hurting that person in the process. Been there.

[Heather Clayton]

Oh, I was thinking of the astrological sign-Cancer

[P.S.Chance]

your title had me curious so I read your poem ... I like it! I think crabs are cute - lol - but not cancer.