Interference.
A fish,
like translucent shadow
slowly sways silver through dimly
lit submarine green.
A gill
like laced edge of poncho,
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.