The Genius Trapped In a Well

By Zach Khelah

A man caught in the depths of the ocean.

He's a wondrous swimmer.

Diving, breaststroke, backstroke come naturally.

The depths surround him.

There is much to do in this vast blue.

Shipwrecks to explore.

Creatures to identify, comprehend, analyze, synthesize, and evaluate.

"Don't placate me" he says sternly.

The waves are crushing.

The shore seems unreachable.

Liquid surrounds him, permeates him, and oozes out his pores.

He wants to stop.

A part of him hates it.

Imbibing the toxic solution became so natural.

It numbs the pain.

"I sacrifice tomorrow for today" he tells me.