Crescent Voice

Fish swimming though
small blankets of mismanagement.
Wait for delivery– feeding free.
Can’t propellor away.. This water,
trying. Going to need another
second, think more about
What’s on shore. Hopefully more.
Not motivated to circle again.
Why not other shapes.. Why not
A new set? In Canada, or Alaska,
Or Tanzania. Shanghai? I’ll fin over to
School’s conductor, inform her I’m
Simply floating past, not pausing
Like they do. I want more
than just a job. Life, to
Me,
Translates to
Plan’s total
Absence.

(5/5/13)

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