Saw

Saw
Across ponds of rigid saltwater
Emblazoned
With streamlined creatures
Not of perfection,
Not of tall order.
But an ideal.
Jest was me, in ticking sorrow.
Cursed Saw, immortal.

I gave praise
Waiting. High backs of bone broke surfaces
As Saw, saw jaws,
Not in action, but inaction
Just enough to give the chills.
Mesmerized by the presence of giant jaws
Photos in state among dinosaur clams.
I was there.
Saw saw me.
I wish.