The Great Shark

Bring to mind the effortless sway and flex of this great shark gliding the gulf’s clear waters - the play of dappled light through a world wired to each nerve and muscle arrayed along its rippling mass. Begin to feel the slow pump and ease of its idling heart, the taut still of a brain cocked in the lee of its frenzy, a dreamlike shimmer of awareness flickering somewhere deep in its inner dark. Be that shape silhouetted on the roof of its world, a shadow glanced in the corner of an eye to come nearer to what gives this nightmare motion - the terror of its alien perfection bound in blood to swim oceans framed within the mind's vast sweep. More real now than imagined and given form to stalk these unbounded depths, an escaped denizen from that cage which both protects and imprisons you and me.