Mushroom

white   through the hull   a crack
in the hull   whiter than the hull
unlikely as love in a cancer cell
it pushed through its clustered
circle of softness   layer on layer
of accordion feathers white
smooth white growing out of the hull
on a boat where earth was locked
in a hull   a senseless flower grew
and I wondered how far down in the dark
the stem began to move
from white to black