Jody Azzouni


Like a fish my heart

Originally published in Poem 91, 2004.
Added 11/17/2018
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Like a fish my heart


When fish cry no one notices. Likewise

the ringing phone you do not answer

drowns me out.


So like a fish my heart breathes hormones

your touch releases. Now the red thing

dies in my chest.


Fish dream as you and I dreamed

hand in hand watching waves.

Fishermen hook them, reel them in

wake them with a death. Likewise.


Fish swallow the worm

that kills their voice.

So too my heart has no mouth.

And if my chest

collapses from the vacuum

I can think of the aching sea:

the holes fishermen leave there.