I am lost in the forest.
The natives tell me the sharks roam amongst the trees here.
At first I was surprised, but I can hear wind
passing through gills when I hold my breath.
Just now I saw a glint among the leaves,
but I do not believe it was a fin.
The forest is a fishy place, no doubt.
But if I do get eaten by a shark,
at least in the process I
will be choking on the scent of pines.
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