I think I might have been a mollusk,
Long ago and far away.
Basking in the beauty of the ocean,
Needing no purpose-
Simply existing...
Until, one day, someone sought me out.
Prying apart the gleaming shell,
Feeling my soft flesh shudder,
Someone took what had pained me,
And rejoiced in its artistry.
At that moment, I was immortalized
By what had caused me grief.
Yes, I think I was a mollusk.