Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

i'm a lonely guy
but i did something about it
got an aquarium - the whole shebang
pump, a plastic palace (with drawbridge)
one of those half-opened treasure chests
a little anchor - you know
sea stuff - nautical shit
i filled it with water - purified water
ran it through one of those purifiers
with activated charcoal
filtration, man - filtration!
do it right or not at all
that's my motto!
anyway
i opened up a box of gortons
and watched the fish sticks float around
just so they could remember how it used to be
before they got parallelogrammed and breaded
it felt good to watch them in their natural element
swimming about without a care in the world
bumping into one another, like old friends
and i think that somewhere, someplace
deep in their tiny minced hearts,
that they liked me - that they knew i cared
and suddenly, i wasn't lonely anymore

i must say, as a confirmed bachelor, i find this wanton waste of fish sticks (mmm, fish sticks . . .) mildly shocking. on the other hand, the postmodern literary angst is certainly there-- parallelogrammed former fish from some faceless giant processing plant to keep you company . . .

thanks, now i feel guilty

and i feel hungry . . .

I likes what you're made of
and the fishies, too.

as i do you, ms dame

wait - culture shock -
are we talking bread crumbs?

You guys sure know how to throw a party but fishsticks to cure loneliness was too much so just flog me - HARD!

watching them is very relaxing

We need a "like" button.

the wisdom is, when you care, you are not lonely. Let me rephrase it, when you give a darn, you can't be damned, when you give a shit you don't feel like shit. There is benevolence in this poem.

amazing anyway, dino!!! Enjoyed!!