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