The Fireman Whale

There was a big commotion
everyone came to see

A mile from the harbor
a ship rocked ablaze out at sea

But to the gracious surprise
of the sailors’ wives
a spout rose and doused the hull

And from the deep beyond
sounded the saddest of songs
it was the call
of the Fireman Whale

She had two purple eyelids
like the wings of a flutter-by

Held her needle to the candle
her elbow tied up tight

And the dope rushed in
like a gust of wind
and spilled her life from it’s pail

How her hound-dog he howled
and licked at her skin
this too
was the song of the fireman whale

And do you
really think it wise?

You and I
wandering lost in the night?

The dawn weaves the shutters
I’m drunk on the kitchen floor

The tiling like swastikas
a dread left over from the war

O, but I’m just fine
yeah, I don’t mind
playing the fool and the boar

And if my cock be thine
let my cock be thine
in my new life
I won’t need it anymore...

I’ll fuck with my fingers
like that creature in the Spielberg film
and I’ll fuck on the sidewalk
without passersby feeling ill

And then I’ll fuck up the moon
and I’ll fuck up this tune
and wave my silence on the stage

And then I’ll sit on my hands
and shit out my rage
‘cause there’s not a story in this world
that belongs on a page
O, but please pass it on
like the mocking bird’s song
for it once belonged
to the Fireman Whale