With a howl in her chest
And a pearl on her tongue
She teaches me how
To web my fingers
Sew me back into her mouth
Make me a seashell
Strung with silken threads
I push a coffin through her lips
In the pearl she graves my face
I will inhabit her
But not yet, she says
Not yet
But in the dark trenches
My marble roll in
My water lilies float
My bear claws
Hummm
I carefully undo anchored lips
Take me to her, I say
Take me back into her mouth
Sea shell strung with silken threads
Back into her mouth