I dive deep
My blood, my bones, my flesh,
Mind is swimming
I reach the bottom of the ocean


And it should be fantastical
A whale is so huge
I could walk through its heart
But my own heart?

I see a shallow ocean
Tides that follow their path
And never once consider
Changing course

And it should be fascinating
Schools of fish, and shoals of fish
With instinct over memory
But my memory?

All I remember
Is that sharks smell blood in water