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Emery Feine Oct 5
In the bowl, you'll find the golden fish
Living for your entertainment, it swims, swish-swish

You stare at its sparkling scales, golden-rich
And it continues to swim in circles, swish-swish

You take the fish out with a twitch
But it can't get out of your grasp, swish-swish

You pull its scale off and give it a squish
But it stops struggling, swish-swish

So you plop it back into its enclosing dish
And it resumes its swimming, swish-swish

But you want it to stop swimming, it's an itch
So you stab it, and it stops, swish-swish

It could never get its last wish
As it falls to the bottom, swish-swish

In the bowl, you'll see the golden fish
Dying for your entertainment, it sinks, swish-swish.
this is my 113th poem, written on 7/22/24
I did it, I ain't proud.
If you felt de pain in my urethra,
You'd know.

Had a flashback to me pirate days.
The ocean's waves crash upon de shore.

swish, swish

Me bask in da cool breeze.
Of de Zion Waterfall.

swish, swish

Me hands bleedin' from me wounds.
Turn on de tap and me can't take it no more.

swish, swish

Me urges take a hold of me.
Where to release? How? When?

swish, swish

I'm stuck in de corner, belly churning.
Bottle in de corner of me eye, me start turning.

swish, swish

I'm face-to-face wit salvation.
Fly down, piece out, release de flow!

pssssssssssss

Ahhhhhh, ohhhhhh.
What's an island boy to do?

*No toilet, Mo' problems
Sorry boys, don't drink from dat.