Reef Sharks

by A. D. Cusanno


               Solitary, I float in
A world few are familiar with
Drowning out voices
I've grown weary of
               Light filtered blue
Endless and soft and cold
For once I am weightless
At ease in the growing pressure
                              Let the current carry me
               Into the depths, past corals and schools
               Eels and anemones and
               Sweet sweet silence
                              Is it possible to be an alien
In such an alien world?
For once, I am not the strangest in the room
Resting among those who don’t give me a second thought
                              Resting among white-tipped reef sharks
               No words need to be uttered
               Solace found in congregations
               Not understood by those who stay
               Well above the surface


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