Eggs and Ambergris

Tm an ordinary chicken

Touched by extraordinary circumstances

I was walking along the beach

And chanced upon a beached whale

He wasn’t in distress

Although he said he wasn't partial to sand I found myself telling him about my epilepsy Chronic headaches

He seemed not to listen

Instead turning green

And then throwing up all over me

I was covered head to toe in the stuff

I got. some stuck in my throat

Which curiously kept me free

Of any physical maladies for several weeks The whale returned to sea with the tide

I sometimes return to the beach Where we once met

And the breeze carries this memory Like a strange, sweet perfume