SHELL br br There lying on a beach. br Just past mortal reach. br Waves cover with folded arms. br The shell forever gone. br br CALLINGS br br Many noises fill the sky. br Cries of shouts call to me. br Other energies of the deep call. br Torrential horror before my eyes. br br LAUGH br br Funny that little smile. br Sometimes it looks like a mile. br Showing none, not one tooth. br Far away, a loving gentle look.