how great it could be
to have a three second memory
we don’t have to eat all the fish away, are we
scared they will grow legs to leave the sea in droves
serving up three second memories and a new way of breathing ?
that would leave us standing gasping for life, aspiring
flapping around the shores with our lumpy legs
existential misery, brought about by years
remembering how things used to be
fish have no regrets rien de rien
eat the fish