Jean Day
from The Literal World


Pirate of Science


But having bodies of our own
to use for the experiment
we expressed that assay in
numbers. Having seen
the scene of the countries where my scene
was set, several of us met
our peril (only a glance off a neighbor's
rifle) in a bedroom set
for ritual sleep and
on the road I met a metaphor
a member of a wild and exceedingly hairy horde.
Small wonder that I held her gently then
by her forelegs when her
veil floated out to sea to see for whom
sleep is liquid and sight
an excessively hot mania—no—vapor, having turned
around only once in this world
to be lost again
in sincerity