behind the glass

once in

its impossible  to slide

out from beneath the weight

of this medium’s fat belly…


its tentacles reach

so far and wide

tangled,  like crazy maps

detailing cross-country highways

that trail us in meters and measures

we remain imprinted 

destined to be found



asking to be disappeared

from an equation

makes swimming solo

an easier task…

this prospect of  invisibility

favoring catch and release

is a no-brainer

a solo underwater ride

preferred and necessary

for sanity’s sake…


leave this as a vessel

a container to hold all

 that is separate from me

place it on dusty shelves

ignored and forgotten…


i smile now

watching the frolicking

 lemmings blinded

by other gaping mouths

readying for the kill…

from this side

of  the aquarium glass

 perspective and reasoning

become more

than fish food for the masses…

About lindalou5150

as exercise or exorcism, i write...for the eyes of others, for my eyes and heart only, for the love and the rage, i release the gamut of tell the truth and say what's often thought but not written...
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