GOOGly

i find all the fish
in all the bowls of the world
really incredibly sad.

their lives are contained
in a four-by-six
(glass or plastic, depends on the
cheapery of their masters)
spheres,
with a few pebbles,
a couple of weeds,
and pellets of leftover
dog cat cow food/dung
for company.

all day they swim around
take in the same sights
sleeping with their eyes open
they probably got sick of it all
on the second day.

the highlights
of their entire existence
are when pokesome
bothersome
troublesome people
come up
and exchanged googly-eyes
with their scaled inferiors.

but,
to be perfectly honest.

i wouldn't mind at all
if i was a fish
and
if you gave me a close-up of your face
and
you mimicked my open-close mouth
making fun of how less often
i was breathing
just because of your presence.