Tripping Poem by Jane L. Carman

I float in
the Atlantic
and wake
up north
icebergs glare
at me
dolphins
deserted me
penguins
laugh at my
derisory attire
tuxless
I’m outcast
& continue
to glide
past a raft
with an Indian
past starvation
past an island
with hungry
plants &
simple meerkats
past a raft
with a stripped
carcass
an orangutan
a tiger
& Yann Martel
holding his fork
past sanity
through a river
in the ocean
until I see
land & use
sharktales
to paddle
through a
cornfield to
my back porch
where the dog
awaits my
return to
finish the
leftover caviar
and burry the
tales