yes I'm selfish - I cooked a fish by myself
it was so good it made me cry
that fish could live happily ever after
with her Prince Charming in the depths of the pond
but someone killed her for me
my grandpa was fishing every week
I remember running through canes
I remember a fish flapping on the dry desk
longing for a water she needs to survive
my heart was breaking for that fish
but then I ate her and she's living inside of me
since then
I dream about swimming in the ocean
I lie in a bathtub until water gets so cold
it hurts my body
I wonder what that fish felt when she was dying
was she in pain? what was her last thought?
did her friends missed her?
did they mourned her?
I will never know
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