Little Fish

A Poem by Zac

One of my best slam poems.

I didn’t come to Hawaii
to see a volcano
I came to dive

in the sea
I want to see
the fish.

I want
to breath

underwater. So
I took a scuba class.

Now I’m weightless
and slide with ease
through the
homes of millions

out of the old
into the new.

Disrupting
the inhabitants
watching T.V.

I am in their lives
for only a flash.

then gone,
and I’m sinking

down through the
darkness, bubbles
flowing up and I
realize

I can’t
breath

and I struggle
against the
weight
pulling me down

As water hits my face
Like the water of a
gym shower you use just after
lifting the weights

only to see
that its
hanging

on my legs
like a child
on his mother’s
tired arm
at the supermarket

and I’m sinking.

I struggle again
and can’t
free my legs

the chain
coils like
a snake around its
prey, slowly
choking
the air from it.

And I am
sinking.

Faster, now
the bubbles flow by
and I

stop

struggling.

Stop

flailing.

I accept it.
That I
AM

Sinking.

The darkness slowly
fades a new
light replaces it.

The bubbles
stop

my toes hit the
cold sand.
Fish swim by.

Slowly I’m engulfed
by light

I wake up and
see

I’m next to you

and I wish

I
was
sinking.