Fish Incredibly Drowning

by Mike Wilson

Dusting a room that doesn’t exist,
is how I spend my time

                 Circling
                                 round
                       a
    maypole
                    stuck
                       in
                      the
                   ground

Eating candy, playing the dandy,
shoplifting kryptonite

Believing I’m warm and alert
if I stay in motion

Hoping I learn to swim
before reaching the ocean