Sing to Fish, Embrace the Beast

Sing to fish, embrace the beast
But don't get up from the pond
With half your body a horse's body
Or wings from your backbone
Sleep as a man beside the sleeping wolves
Without longing for a special sky
To darken and fur your hands
Animals, do not kill for the human heart
Which under breasts of scale
Or flesh will cry o swallow, be a heart in
The wind's high breast
River the limbs of the sky
With your singing blood
The dead are beginning to breathe:
I see my father splashing light like
A jewelIn the swamp's black mud