Shark-Eye Moon Snail
While above, on the sea's obsidian surface at midnight, foam skitters over waves like flat stones spun across a pond
from the curved thumbs and forefingers of wide-eyed boys, just a few feet below, on the seabed, tending the world's business
in the festive silence of moonglow, the moon snail labors beneath its gorgeous shell of spiraled elegance,
drilling neat holes through the shells and rasping out the meat of clams, its underside adorned with the lidless, soulless eye of the shark.