for goldfish that remember seaworld

near 67th avenue, street of neon says jesus saves
and I dream each night, about losing you
to routine   traffic stops—where bullets turn
off body cams and graffiti makes you landmark

at this hour, consider what a goldfish would do
to escape sea world. fish scales tweezed off
carnival acts. fish scales for a bus ticket. Fish
scales for a new apartment away from a street of neon

at sea world, an orca bloodies water. tilikum turned
water to a brand disaster, jesus of an enclosed sea.
michelle was jesus of crossed legs and summers
we turned pretty

everyone knew how shiny gold scales made meat—
including adults. including the sea world employees
that trained us tricks. jump through fire, eat from
hands, circle circle                  round as areolas

business men spent their savings on streets of neon
jesus tried to save us, too