Jason Pettus | poetry | Swimming sharks


	Swimming sharks Sharks swim soundlessly here in our dark waters each ready to bite in and hold on for dear needed life, not realizing that every shiny tooth gouged into our flesh forces love to bleed away 'Die?' You laughed when I suggested it cautiously, warningly. Mere promises of retribution yearn to be handholds to a saner life Attacks never to be perpetrated again nor to your children, nor to your very soul Death is something for television movies, you said While all the while harm was coming your way on a daily basis I saw the bruises loaded with makeup Empty look in your eyes I remembered your buttery skin but never could convince you of the threat before you testing your sense of decency, your very humanity He intimately knows your every curve with the force of his flying fists He intimately knows that all the screams you utter from the dark bastions of a faraway land utterly do no good when home's so far away Tests the sharks give us can teach us or kill us and Hell, I wish I'd done more before you placed tiny toes in their honorable but dangerous eastbound direction that you did Perhaps it will all work out Rosey family Christmases around foreign fireplaces in December, but I'm worried the next time we kiss, a casket will be home Earth soon to be shoveled to keep you warm I'm worried about touching warm sexy skin at a military hospital bedside Sharks swim menacingly in our waters They don't reveal themselves until it's way too late or way too big to change (we think) Put down your ticket and come running to my arms, because I love you. I love you. Back to 'Jasonettes' Copyright 1998, Jason Pettus. All rights reserved.