bring burgers too

you get angry
at a pile of crabs.
you want to smash them
into a million pieces
with the wooden mallet
you've been provided
along with a pair
of pliers and a monkey
wrench,
but you can't.
there is always someone
nearby saying,
no no, let me show
you how, then comes
over with a sharp
clam knife to split
the seasoned slippery
crab down the middle
releasing a glob of
yellow slime, then
snapping off the claws
and yanking out a sliver
of white meat.
there you go, they
say. now you know how.
only ten more to go.
you may starve first.