Markthetabor

The Fish of Fallacies

Float like a butterfly,

And sting like a bee.

Open the doors-

Kiss me on the cheek, 

And you will soon be free. 

 

Interrupt a conversation between bears,

And risk your life-

For some pollen.

So supple. 

That is. 

 

Have you not noticed yet?

The boy is trying to trap you-

Within a jar.

On your own accord-

You won’t get far.

 

Yet,

You’ve made it.

The oceanside.

A thousand miles-

From the nearest net. 

No longer hindered-

By your past,

And released from the hiding.

 

As you gaze upon the waters-

You sight a friend.

One with a ridiculous wish.

One who hopes to sprint upon the land.

This.

Is one ridiculous fish. 

 

“What a moron”

You think.

He will never be this fast.

As you leave on a dime,

And zip across the sand. 




Comments1

  • MelissaJA

    This is a very interesting piece.



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