Inside the Whale

Inside the belly

of the whale

I didn’t mind

the salty smell


but it was safe

and it was dark

like a winter evening

in the park


but with no stars

above my head

to indicate

I wasn’t dead


the whale swam seven

seas or more

I lived on tins

he had in store


he set me free

one day though I

forget exactly

when or why


but I go back

for whole weekends

to dive with him

and with his friends.

Published in Snakeskin 273, June 2020