I
come from a land
with men ten foot tall.
I
must stand on a spaceship
to see
them at all.
I
was born at the end
of a sea serpent’s tail.
The sun rose in blue,
I ate moonbeams and hail.
I
lived in a house
with
a gingerbread girl.
She
kissed me good night
and
she showed me the world.
I met
a young man
with knives in his hair.
He cut out his eyes
and he sat back and stared.
I
come from a land
with
men two foot tall.
I
must stand in the ocean
to see
them at all.
I come from a land
you
might’ve heard tell;
I come from nowhere.
Maybe
you do, as well.