Bob The Goldfish
Like a peaceful warrior, your stance was like a dance
Dark finned, dolphin souled, a player and rambler
Taking the high road, actually there were no roads
Across the lawless lands of your prism like planet
Only your fluidity mastering currents of a godless filter
I too once slept beside a plastic bush, hiding from the world
Coddling my cold blooded heart in the inorganic never talking
Reflections that pantomimed my every move. Of course it’s worse
When you’re human. They’ll call you a big fish in a small pond
Instead of at the helm in your bowl of wild enchanted sea
Oh, Bob, let’s face it. We were very much alike. We breathed
Fecal air and tried to hump the glass at night. You once said
Impenetrable transparency is a marriage just waiting to happen
While looking so cool, blowing your smokeless smoke fish rings
It only now occurs to me we were always gasping for the same air
| Garth Pavell |
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