Jesse Ellsbury (March 23,1982 / Washington D.C.)
Beautiful swimmer, I see you,
diving beneath the water,
wings wet like a dewed blade of grass,
tail feathers greased like hair slicked back,
your beady eyes focused, holding your breath,
your dinner’s beneath you, sinking fast.
With hinged beak you grab your meal,
wriggling from your bone-hard lips
that break through the scales.
Then you drift upwards, out of the water,
and swim off into the sky.
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