Conversation Under the Sea.
Don’t worry, I won’t kill you.
The shark circled as he spoke,
Let’s talk. You can rub my nose.
Fish bumped and tugged,
jellyfish wafted, floated.
As he swam I turned, round and around.
Why have you come here?
I was rubbing his nose, his
skin rough under my hand.
I wanted to be
in the beauty of this place.
To feel the water,
the silence.
It’s not silent now. 
The noise of your craft
 fills the ocean. 
This is not your world, 
it’s mine… theirs.
You have enough. 
Stay in the air,
you will never be free here.
The magic that brought you can’t last
and tomorrow I would eat you.

© Anthony Fisher October 2000

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