i found my heart
by tending
fish,
bond began with
careless
feeds,
just some shimmery
ornament in
need,
an occasional temperamental
glance and passing nod
when switching
lights off,
then the rains
came, and i rose from
graves lashing at mirror
ripping out
veins,
and you just swam
around an underwater
world, oblivious
and gay,
it made me smile enough to
crack and re-thread
my veins,
now feeds are equal part
fish flakes and
my pain,
and you just swim
around your underwater
world, thankful
for today,
some mammals
may deem it
dumb,
that i now talk to angel
fish more than
i call my
mum.
Grumpy Gorman
igram: https://www.instagram.com/grumpygorman/?hl=en
…and either this is what they call growth or
i’m doing something very wrong.
Brilliant! 👍🖤
Thanks. The more I connect with the little things others discard and disregard the more connection i feel.. funny that. 😉 Seems you sleep as much as I do! (meaning not much..heh) Cheers, friend!
Yeah, it’s amazing how insomniacs can relate 😁🖤
Do you feel tired though? I used to but.. I get about 3-4 hours a night and do ok.. maybe i’ll keel over from it in a couple of years, but that’s then.. 😉 All the best.
I love beta fishes. This is the male beta.
I can relate your words with my time with my beta fish. Wonderful.
Thought it a fun way to honour the treasures we find in unexpected places 🙂 Thanks for reading!
Indeed it is. Pleasure is mine. 🙂
🙂 Stay well!
I love my fish. I’ve always given my fish names, & I’ve always talked to them, which amuses my partner greatly. Stay safe. 🙂
Ooh! Do you have pets now??
I’ve ALWAYS had fish. Used to have a dog, but the guy I was involved with at that time sold my dog for 2 bags of cocaine. 😦 I’ve never owned another dog.
Priorities, eh? (rolls eyes through the door)