Captain Ralph's Crab House

it's eighty dollars.

for

four crab

cakes,

browned balls

that look

like wax.

two ears of corn

and two little dixie

cups stuffed with

sugary coleslaw.

but the crab cakes

are hard,

still slightly frozen.

microwaved,

perhaps.

they're mushy and full

of undefinable

things

from the sea

and land too.

can we have our

money back, please

we ask the matey who

brings us

ice tea. no, he says,

and 

Captain Ralph

says no too, so

shove off sailor,

and leave.