Friday, March 14, 2008

Things are looking up

Most of us are lobsters (at
the bottom with big
claws). The swift goes
over us. We are giants
on the bottom. We eat what
lobsters eat. Algae, slow fish,
soft rocks, the bottoms of
ships? We scuttle. Lay millions
of nameless eggs. But enough
about us - I smell a fish
in the bottom of a wire cage.

1 comment:

thirdworstpoetinthegalaxy said...

Eliot changed my life. What a strange thing to say...