We can save the world
if we can turn whale vomit into perfume
and call the vomit ‘ambergris’
though scientists call it ‘whale feces’
(not fish feces cause a whale is a mammal).
Perfume makers are magicians
turning that crap that whales spat out
into an olfactory symphony
sitting across from me
her perfume hitting all the right notes
my nostrils growing larger than my eyes
breathing in whale shit
and smelling love.