They're taking pictures of us in the water, on the count of 1.5 smiles they choose. They're taking pictures of us in the water like we are mermaid wearing white coral and motherless plant and quilted illuminus mysterious not of this world. They post and share. Submerged still life, just breathing visible and muted, the seeds you ask below our nose inhaling water. Islands become mythology tragedy and self-restuant they're making but no myth, no ruins or philosophers, the brilliance. Modern day man want need, fine take, make, break, throw, away and leave behind. Promissory notes in far away, shapoo of negotiated text and international law and science and diplomacy and make believe so we doubt and forget. Make believe modern day man not responsible when he the only one eating at the table, weather patterns changing, harvest times too, see become terrestrial, so terrestrial becomes sea cannibal and just climate and just cannibalism, ice cream elsewhere being melting and they're living and they're seeing, getting so hot so hot so hot they tired they hungry they they can't say in front of them they don't know yet 30 million square kilometers of our blue Pacific brown and black and white and gray birthing breathing being we people not a mermaid we leading the charge for our own self-restuant without us there is no memory of the beginning middle or the end there is nothing on the count of 1.5 smile you're not smiling