AN INTERNET OF EELS
AN INTERNET OF EELS
today
on the internet
someone said
my hovercraft
is full of eels
in Yiddish
now my entire body is eels
they’re in my socks
and pockets
and stick out my zipper
on the post-pig
dissection wall at
the Sadie Hawkins Dance
I’m flying low
expecting a flood
in my brother’s Grade 7
wide-legs climbing
a stairway to
the interminable
seconds pass
my great-great grandfather
double clicks
the icon for
pogrom
a burst of birds
Hebrew vowels
poppy seeds
vo den? he says
what did you expect?
my great-great-grandma
pulls her arms from the flour
trundles into the garden
it’s all bungalows
here to Vilnius
c’mere she says
birthing
a thousand eels
just above the snow as
my great-great-grandfather explains that
the details of eel reproduction
are as yet unknown
and the discovery of their spawning area
in the Sargasso Sea
is one of the more famous
anecdotes in
the history of Ichthyology
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a poem on my 49th birthday
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