_63. On Salvador Dali’s “Dream Caused by the Flight of a Bee around a Pomegranate a Second Before Awakening” (2)

Every girl makes a good fisherman
when dreaming on the edge of the earth.
What have you caught
exceptionally?
Shunning the common fictitious rockfish
of contemporary waters
you net felines and looks
from sailors on passing
elephantine watercraft.
They thought you were a mermaid,
but no–
with your exposed breast and pomegranate heart
you merely affect the casual demeanor
of an aquatic native.
You make it look so easy
as to seem threatening,
so they sail on,
leaving you the contents of your illusory nightmares,
your conjuration of beasts,
ice-floes, and tusked aerials
in the light of the moon.