FISHES

I see you

 

In a clear compact box

Trapped yet so free

Secluded yet so engaged

I see you

 

With skin like silver coins

You move from place to place

From hand to hand

Yet you stay

 

Here

 

There as a floating mass

Looking out for more

Never finding

Never being found

 

Yet I see you

 

 

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