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Perspective - April 30, 2024

  • Gary Hunter
  • Apr 29, 2024
  • 1 min read

my oldest goldfish

exposes her fat white belly

and sleeps upside down

 

as still as those that

rest on their stomachs

gazing up at the night moon

 

I don’t know why

whether it’s a balance thing

like old people get

 

or simply something fun

like a younger fish might do

like she might have done

 

once  bored with the dreams

everyone shared

of swimming to the moon

 

hoping for something different

becoming one of the snails

he watches 

 

sprouting wings

and flying to the moon

 
 
 

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