I Went To Ask Alice Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka

The old man woke to painting
his fish boat with thinned and
thinner paint on account of his
thriftiness.

He kept painting until it dawned
on him the boat didn't need it.
Fishing has been good with
peeling paint and his dream was

set in the constellation of the
Pisces. The fish scales plastered
inside the inside of his skull
kept it from sinking.

In effect his boat metamorphosed
into a fish and his dream
had nothing to do with the birth
of Aphrodite.

OK, maybe it had a touch of auto
Eros veiled for old time sake in a
wet dream. What do you know!
Go ask Alice?