Sharklike

If I can smile sharklike about a simple thought,
I'll sleep soundly, silently, stationary, still swimming,
A sea of ideas steadily streaming through the gills of my mind.

If I could be cartilaginous, flexible-boned,
I could squeeze, slip into my mind's undiscovered crevices,
Explore beyond the slim cracks between the slats of my understanding.

If I could sense the electricity of your heartbeat,
I could snatch up your whole heart swiftly like a hungry predator;
Instead, like a filter feeder, I suck in a million minute morsels.