Fay Slimm.

Interference

 

 

Interference.

 

A fish,
like translucent shadow 
slowly sways silver through dimly

lit submarine green.

 

A gill
like laced wing of a swallow,    
rising to roll a lake\'s morning face

closes tightly to breathe.

 

A skin,
of thinnest divide knows
it is separated from my airy flesh

merely by liquid need.

 

A fin,
touched by finger coated        
in bubbles for closer contact slips

to more safety beneath.

 

A flip,
and fish dives fast below  
the mist churned by interference,

glassily eyeing me.