June 22, 2021Humpback Swallows Lobster Diver in Provincetown
it’s a great white no whale yeah it’s dark it’s
up to him I’m in or out like those injured jungle nights
after the Sansa smash
in Costa Rica or being dragged to sea from Race Point spinies
tread tread treading
and every 10 seconds is a damn day dog gone
I’m gonna miss Bibi bad break my legs or die I see the sand
in her hair from Sunday miss our damn
kids I don’t decide the dockmaster
wouldn’t let up about Mike! un-fuckin-tangle
your aluminum nets from my shit! and I decided not to shit
Josiah’s gonna get the blame the sweat stain
on the front of that same damn red T he won’t
give it up he’s the shit 10 seconds and the almighty
every last body told me to go
to Joe’s over on the dune side of town and draw a line say
Stop grifting our gear! The Ja’n J is mine and get your own boat
if you want to lobster! but I had to go on this damn
dark dive with no bottom to the 10 second
day I don’t decide something’s muscling me
all over then my life’s like one of Ma’s best painted “Packard skies”
and spit into it and out of this
young buck baleen deciding I can do whatever the hell
I want I want to buy Joe a Bud and not
because it tastes like destiny but I’m happy
to say it will
from Poets Respond