imaginary sharks

when i was a kid
i would scare the shit out of myself
by convincing myself
that there were indeed
sharks in that pool
i could do it without fail
i would think about it long enough
and then there they were
waiting to devour me without warning
i had read Jaws
i had seen the movie
and there were the sharks
swimming with me

Published in: poetry | on May 30th, 2008 |

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