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Separation
I am a goldfish
Stuck in a bowl with a view of the outside world
Swimming in circles
Day in
Day out
I watch the humans go about their lives
I have a good vantage point on the kitchen counter
Morning, afternoon, evening, night
I watch their lives through the glass
They’re interesting to me
In the morning, they all wake up
It’s hustle and bustle
“Are you almost done?”
“Hurry up!”
“We’re gonna be stuck behind the bus if you don’t get a move on!”
They’re loud in the mornings
In the afternoon, it’s silent
Kids at school, parents at work
All I can hear is the house
In the evening, everyone comes rushing home
Kids tell parents about school
Parents tell each other about work
Dinner is served and everyone loves it
I’m jealous of their food sometimes
I just eat fish food
At night, they wind down
Kids head off to finish homework
They fall asleep
Parents cuddle on the couch watching the news
The news makes me sad
Eventually, they go to sleep too
And the house goes silent
And dark
In the morning, they repeat the cycle again
I suppose, in a way, they’re just like me
Swimming in circles
Lives on repeat
What I wouldn’t give to fly away
Maybe go to space
One of the kids could make me a rocket ship
They have a few bottles lying around
There’s so much I want to do
So much I want to see, experience, make
But I’m stuck in this bowl
On the kitchen counter
Besides, I’m just a goldfish
What do I know?
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This was an experiment on writing something not about personal experience, but reflected from the view of something else. Did you know, we share 68% of our DNA with goldfish?