Loch Ness
Like a tiny drop of rain glinting
then cracking the surface
where still waters once lie
creates a ripple effect
spreading outward to the farthest reaching shore
Is how so deeply wanting the sight to be more real
makes stories bubble up
as if filling an empty glass with water
and silt, unclear
Like a drizzle turning into a downpour
forces a squinting gaze from across the inland lake
Like a mirror reflecting back basal desires
so we think
Toes digging into the sand for a better reach
leaning, waiting for lightening to strike
proving that the moonlight doesn't lie
That there is a monster deep inside
behind the glass
below the surface
looking through the silt
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