and the electric
eels they electric
they look like
a charger. I talked to him
last Monday and
when I got on the
phone the eel was
sad I told him why
are you sad? you used
to not be sad and
I said are you ok?
the eel said no and
I told him can I
visit you? he said yes
I was there and the eel
came home with
me and we sat
and we started talking.
Read more of King’s poems about electric eels in Looking Into The Sky.