Oh, the sea.
The endless sea of melted plastic...
So complacent, numbing and empty.
Clear.
It's hard to be a metalic shark.
You can't just ease out, melt down or coallesce into the sea.
In the morning, it's a sea against the shark.
In the evening, it's the shark against a sea.
The winner is already in the question.
Perhaps, metal is defective, violent, stubborn, taciturn.
But at least it is.