Nov 09

fishy thoughts

my tether finally broke and i’m falling
or rather floating
or not moving at all

i stay suspended in grey space
devoid of all color
i watch as blurry people walk by
talking their underwater talk

i stay suspended behind a watery curtain
my vision tinted grey
i strain to see what they see
hear what they hear
but i’m stuck
yelling muffled by tears

come one, come all, only 99c to come see the girl trapped in a fishbowl