The Aquarium

Uniquely uniformed classrooms

Scurry in unison

And in a serendipitous moment

Scamper to chase the rising baubles

Hypnotic and beckoning fingers

Tease their appetites for something new

But those with vulnerable tails

Stay close and follow suit

Diving below the blinding glare

And burn of consciousness

They seek the safety of rituals

And the mask of timelessness.

Predators of the iconoclasts

Always attend graduation day

Looking for pupils who surface or sound

And drown them as isolation’s prey.