Machi Fish

No water only sky fills this fish's brain. No water but a longing to fly is in this fish's body. Into the brimming ocean she is emptying herself incessantly, over centuries. She passes by small fish, big fish. Lost in thought, this fish asks herself oh, where did your ocean go? The swimming fish repeats this question as if it were a prayer-mantra. The fish does not know that sky has filled her brain that the skull-smashing ritual has already begun inside her.