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.