i am a fish.
i live in craggled shallows
seafoam smooths over my fins
makes my silver scales glow white
i want to twist and curl out from the shore
and swim the grey rock seas,
surf down the coast to capetown
perhaps scale the road to ferndale
see the fish markets
but i have no feet to walk on
and i cannot breathe on land
and all the people living there would likely
not take kindly to
no feet, no mouth, no hands
i'm unhappy as a fish,
always missing what i
do not have
i understand
that i must have
a fundamental lack
not something natural
like an empty shore waiting
for the tide to push and pull
and fill the gap
Feb 8
Feb 8, 2026 at 1:26 PM UTC
i am a fish.
i live in craggled shallows
seafoam smooths over my fins
makes my silver scales glow white
i want to twist and curl out from the shore
and swim the grey rock seas,
surf down the coast to capetown
perhaps scale the road to ferndale
see the fish markets
but i have no feet to walk on
and i cannot breathe on land
and all the people living there would likely
not take kindly to
no feet, no mouth, no hands
i'm unhappy as a fish,
always missing what i
do not have
i understand
that i must have
a fundamental lack
not something natural
like an empty shore waiting
for the tide to push and pull
and fill the gap
