Woman Watches Ocean on a Reef through a Glass-Bottomed Boat

In the ocean one fish

swallows the other:

a geometric progression of

loss.

You are bigger than I.

The calamity of love

swelling out larger than us.

And what destiny partakes of

our dilemma?

Swallows the cause and effect:

eyes and kissing mouths and enlarged

parts wanting to breathe and wanting.

There is no gentle sense to this.

Is there?

Only a kind of terror

at the chain

of events, the scale of loss, the ordered

destruction one against the other—

all that something larger

awaits its moment.