The Conch
The Conch
Ever So Expensive
Pounds And Pounds And Pounds
He laid the conch against his lips
Took a deep breath
Blew once more
The conch was silent
A Gleaming Tusk
Full of bird-clamor and echoes ringing
Ralph took the conch from his hands
He waved the conch
“Let Him have the conch”
“I got the conch”
“I got a a right to speak”
He lifted the conch in an effort to find the compelling word
Conch Conch!
“We don’t need the conch any more”
The conch is gone
