Fishy Awareness
(This is for “National Fish Awareness Month”)
I have a dream…
and in this dream… I am a fish:
I’ve been swimming along for a while now,
out in this fascinating, seemingly endless, ocean…
I see little worms, wriggling, deliciously, ahead,
and I eat ‘em as I go along… as they make me swim on, with a bit more steam.
I swim along fine, for a while…
until I notice…there are hooks! dragging me against my current-will –
draining this fish’s steam powered body of more internal combustion!
So, I fight and swim, I fight and swim, slowly losing against so many hooks…
until I am just too tired…and I cant find a good pair of hands…and I give up…
Watching the ocean I love being reeled away faster, I think –
Ok, wow, ocean; so, this is it…
Some of those bullshit worms, actually had deceptive little hooks in them.
…thanks for the great warning…
And then in this dream… I, gratefully, wake up.
Happy I am not, really just some dumb fish…
But still, oh-fishily leery,
about delectable, detectable, worms,
and possible, horrible, hidden, hooks…
05/08/11
M. L. Michael
fishy awareness
I have a dream…
and in this dream… I am a fish:
I’ve been swimming along for a while now,
out in this fascinating, seemingly endless, ocean…
I see little worms, wriggling, deliciously, ahead,
and I eat ‘em as I go along… as they make me swim on, with a bit more steam.[…]
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