Perca flavescens
suspended in a pool of yellow light.
An awkward angle in a jelly jar;
the barbs, strings and glass
behind the peeling, typed label
beckon a fascinated repulsion.
The gentle swaying corpse-
the satisfying plunk of the dark lid
stale air, acrid scent, and the 115th creature of Pandora ’s Box
emerge to the sterile air.
Rough, blue, rubber fingers grasp
the scales and lift the creature
to a new sea of suspended life.
This is science:
The cruel art of warped minds,
An elegant form
with blank, measured eyes
swimming in an ember pond.