Man on the Street

Swallowed whole like Jonah
I reside in the guts of this
Beast, I can feel the heat of
its heart beat.
I can see the distension
in trembling and quivering
insides as I move around
on my feet.
I walk beside choked arteries
and down various tubes,
hanging gardens somewhere above
but here just waste and ooze.
I find a quiet cavity  
and curl up on some bony surface
to snooze
but I don't get much sleep.