Crab Walk

Like a crab you 

walk backwards


Spiraling down into

the depths


Feeding off the scraps,

no good bottom feeder 


No truth to be found in

your black heart 


Once you are dead,

your meat spoils quickly 


Rancid and rotten that is

what you are


Insect of the ocean,

a useless, fruitless crab


Ready to be consumed,

and have your shell cracked open


Dipped in butter

into the mouth of nothingness