iceclouds

with a hammer made of sunlight and fishhooks
i shattered every cloud. they drifted apart like ice.
with a fishing line made of icepicks and acid grins
i caught the white whale. i kept it in an aquarium
in my room. i fattened it on cubes of clouds
and fed it to my neighbors on their july 4th barbequeue.
they were too busy setting off fireworks
to take note of my sacrifice. i fattened myself
on splinters of clouds and waited for thanksgiving.