the bean sprouts

out of your side
growing, grayish lumpy lobes
the bean balloons
floating bloated belly
up, your mouth a frozen O
like a dead goldfish
silverfish, she said
delicate, dusty bodies
call the land
lord, spray away
we pray aloud
allowed to spray
fertilizer for the
bean sprouts
on the screen, the bean
a white blob in the black
lobe like a fish

-- Jacob C., Adult