As an observer of the aquarium, it is time for the blue fish to go.
Death
Throes
It
is always sad to witness the anguish,
and
struggles of a stranded fish,
flopping
about away from the water,
stuck
in the bottom of the capturing vessel,
channelling
the last of its energy into one final leap to salvation.
Each
explosion of pointless activity,
bringing
closer the inevitable end,
but
still the senseless entity,
without
a scrap of extra to lend,
grinds
on blindly.
But
with limited attention span,
we
can’t expect more from the dory,
or
from the rest of the azure clan
who
excel at wasteful folly.
© David L Atkinson September 2023
God Bless
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