Swimming about in menial tank
I wonder if you are content
Blue and green grave with a
few fake green plants and
small diver to keep you company
The attempt to provide a tranquil
environment appears fleeting
Even the bubbling treasure chest
seen cliché at best
I watch you for a bit and feed you
the same flakes day in and out
Do you resent me for that
redundant meal?
To my dismay, I find you floating
upside down one morning
and give you a less than proper
burial via flushing without
saying any words for memorial.