A blue whale’s heart
A blue whale’s heart It was a grey afternoon. A grey afternoon. When I received The BOX. Labelled: FRAGILE. It was heavy. A bit hairy. Tainted with cracks and holes. The delivery guy must have dropped it. I took it. I had pity For the man who carried it from Arizona. And passed away. So that the box Could be here. It was a grey afternoon A grey afternoon When I received The NEW HEART. A blue whale’s heart Made of glass. Full of scratches. came first class. And I said It’s like the eel’s migration to the Sargasso Sea. Eels travel 6,000 kilometers. To the North Atlantic. To lay their translucent eggs By the time they get there, They die. And nobody knows. Why. Why the Sargasso Sea? Why not Anywhere else? And sometimes I ...