#26 scum

the tide brings out all the scum

the bottom feeders start wondering

how those big rainbows of fish 

near the light taste, and slide eerily up into 

worlds where their ways clash against 

every surface, stirring up tornadoes
in smooth sand paintings,

breaking up zen schools of one mind fish

and sparking to the surface, blinded,

as these creatures can't see in light -

so unaccustomed to its truth they are