i found my heart
by tending
fish,
bond began with
cyclic, 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 the mirror
ripping out my
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 bit
shards of my
pain,
and you just swim
around your underwater
world, thankful
for today,
++++
now, some sharks
may deem it
dumb,
that i now talk to my
angel fish more
than i call my
mum.
Anthony 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)