The aquarium universe
springs from neither lake,
tributary, stream nor brook;
nor flows into some vast self-
contained sea-shelf,
Only the aquarium
For our staring eyes;
Stones, shells, seaweed,
A model of a shipwreck
And a hand
Dispensing food.
A life to please objective eyes
Stilled and sequested within glass;
transparent yet permanent and non-porous
walls simultaneously revealing and
denying
freedom.
An anonymous hand which provides
sustenance, filters the water and transports
the dead,
our eyes distracted elsewhere.
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