Fish

you show up to work

everyday 

to cut the head

off a fish,

in your spare time 

you drink to loosen

the fact you chop 

the head

off a fish,

think about it,

you’re born,

you grow

and explode

into everything 

you never 

wanted to be

by fallacy, 

so you chop 

the head 

off a fish

to make 

ends meet,

you wake

and repeat

the ritual,

it’s critical 

to chop

at the right angle,

life’s exhausting

forever 

promising

ways to

get rich

but you chop 

the head 

off a fish

you can wish

for some

cheap thrills

but

wishing 

don’t pay

the bills,

so you chop

the head 

off a fish