Plankton Poem by Dagmar Leupold

Plankton

Rating: 3.5


Days go by
mouths torn open
wide
insensate the swallowed-up
de-compose.

The story
is our story:
With limited capacity for independent movement
drifting

As if hoarded
in the pelican's
throat pouch.

The tongue is a good
policeman.
Can be had
at any price.

Translated by Donna Stonecipher

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