I sat on the bottom
watching the silt slowly sink
watching others become meals
then their guts settle beside me.
(I may have eaten too)

I was acrylic
waiting to dry,
waiting to change to the next form
the next meal
further up the chain.

But for now I’m resting
as the temperatures sink
sinking below the silt
sleeping and sleeping
my guts settling into nothing.

Dave Barber
Natural Laws