Falling Fish
Trying to swim
into a poem
you tear
through a paper wall
only to find
you’re off a cliff.
An ocean wave
far below
breaks on rocks
spray rising to meet you
which is O.K.
because you’re a fish
and it’s been a long time
out of water.
You wonder
if fish have tongues
you ask your mouth
it says no
you grow one anyway
swifter, longer
than your falling
plunging it deeply
a moment before
you arrive
down to lick
the sea’s bottom
Saturday, May 5, 2007
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