Sitting in silence,

drifting on waves;

the creature came,

and chased you away.

Swimming in the pool,

stroking on wind;

the fin is there,

coming my way.

Paddling in desperation,

sticking in mud;

the teeth crunching,

reaching my way.

Thrashing in fear,

screaming in pain;

the mouth chews,

eating my leg.

Sitting in stares,

wallowing in embarrassment;

the question repeated,

directed at me.

CALDER WOLFE