WHEN I WAS AN ELEPHANT
when i was an elephant
i pushed the sun-bleached bones
of my mother's body
through the desert
with my trunk
i called out to my enemies for bread
and they came for me
with water.
it rained for 40 days and 40 nights
when i came up from the water
seaweed was wrapped up in my tusks
laced with ribbons
in my seaweed beard there slimed
along the passage of two amoebas in discourse:
said one amoeba to the other:
'i must fightyou now.
i must showyou, now.
i mustimustimust.'
said the other amoeba to the first amoeba:
'i must break anything solid inside you
i must take everything out of you that is made of flesh
i must do this with a ice cream scooper
made of fine diamonds'
when i was an elephant
i found my mother bloated
and floating in the water.
her pink dress spinning
like a slow-moving top
this when i was an elephant
when i could never forget.
Labels: poems
2 Comments:
hey. that is good.
very good.
reminds me of another elephant writing thing....
hmm... :-)
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