As It Rains
I have located the rotting fin whale, Jack. It is lying now
in the warm blood rain,
on the hangman's crooked coast
I almost wish I had never loved her.
The whale's flesh is caving like a soggy
I almost wish I never let her into my body.
I would love to be a clean
cotton sheet for you to sleep upon
I almost wish I never held her foot in my hand.
Have you forgotten me?
I encased myself in beeswax for you.
I shoved my fingers into a Ball jar for you.
I pulled my somber green
shirt to the side for you
went wildly askew for you
I fell in love with you
but the whale is collapsing like a
moment becoming worthless memory
the whale is melting to useless fat and
the sand is stained iodine
exposed my breast for you
I want to do everything with Jack. I want
Jack to be the tender focus of one-half of my dreams. I want
to drink Jack in one-half of my mugs. One-half of me
wants to marry Jack. One-half of me wants to take Jack to the whale.
One-half of me almost wishes (and the rain and the rain and the rain)