We’ll never know what Tilikum was thinking
Let me make up a trick
My turn to play
I tugged her long silky, so pretty hair into the pool
I wanted to taste it
She is so light, so compliant
I could not help myself, my tongue wanted more
She flies sideways this time, makes strange sounds
I have a memory of this, another woman, a man
She is finally pried from my mouth
Always I will remember her taste
What she was thinking
I have only seconds. I know this.
He won’t let go.
No, Tili, no
Not this, not right.
He and I were having a lovely moment
We were in our “relationship” time
showing off our bond to a small group of tourists
Viewing us from below, a window
to his world underwater cell
poor people watching