Nautilaus This is how I


This is how I cut myself open
- with a half pint of whiskey, then
there's enough dream to fall through

to pure bone and shell
where ocean has carved out

warm sea animals,
and has driven the night
dark and in me
like a labyrinth of knives.

From She Had Some Horses (1983) by Joy Harjo

Jeff's right - it is better.