Jeopardy In The Water Poem by Michael Witkowski

swimming with
dinosaurs. this
future i need to fathom
and digest
their Armoured
skin repels me like
the tingle of onion
vapours in my eyes
seasoned brown
the trace of many
sunbaths in open air
and assault by coarse
air, bile from within
and other maladies
their shape still resembles
their kind but alas
flowing away to the vague
and nondescript
their steps in water
proceed like crocodiles
or snakes- but aged
and decaying
will all beauty in the water
drwaw my eyes away from
the scaly legged tanks -
I hope so.