Sitting there, it came upon me, taking hold.
Feeling gently at the edges of my mind.
Deeply inside it surges, it probes…
It nestles securely into the random reflex patterns,
that fuel the complicated design in which lay I.
Leaving me, it swam away.
A shark to eat another day.
Where it swims is but a tear in nature’s burning eye.
Beside me, knowing the intricacy with which it has laid its trap.
Fin pins snugged to slipping loose.
Flipping away, time slows, life dissolves,
physics spun accordless.
Where even space is caught in the passage of generating loops.