Kingdom of Algae
Pieces of your soul
is what I need
Fishes in a pond
is where we should be
Swimming, swimming
in the Kingdom of Algae
Circling our favourite stone
in a silvery womb breathe
Foolish who rooted for the surface
in a putrid, only diluted reality
Mulish thou gent consumed, until air ran out
in the sultry autumn, shall you appreciate this pond
This small habitat; yes, I love thee
in the most fishy way I swear do
Wasting time, swimming aimlessly
in a brimming monsoon, man-made ecosystem
But once the fishing hook
is in my throat, darling, promise you will swim on just as aimlessly
Look at all the cavemen goin’
Turning over to the shore