Book of Numbers (Waterlogged)

Dum Dum Pop says hello with cracked smile

Lifting with net the little algae eaters the common goldfish The dead fish floating with egg white eyes

The dead fish descending the spiral staircase

Every dead fish is accounted for

With pencil lead on dead fish log

Like a missionary phonograph made of pencil and cardboard. Then Dum Dum Pop shakes fish into waste basket oblivion But he is accounted for

Remembered by quantity and value

Unlike Dum Dum Pop who lives inside cardboard and Who dies full of lead but without proper burial

Or headstone

Or memory engraved in the minds of

Appreciative patrons of

Fish