Daily Archives: July 26, 2017

What a Fish Dreams

I wake up, swollen like a half-drowned thing,

not quite a bloated corpse.

Lips fish-plump and waterlogged,

as if I’ve been kissed too much,

never enough.

Head sore in spots,

battered around the fisherman’s boat.

Catch of the day,

treated brutally, carelessly.

Have I been swimming in your black waters

again, all night?

2017