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Click here**The word is ugly and wants to die.
**The poem is dedicated to a fish called Rybka.
Foaf
Sea
Sea bed
Fish
Fish farts
Slowly.
An almost perfect gaseous sphere
Begins its journey
To the light.
Bound by Bernoulli’s chains,
It rises.
Slowly
Then with acceleration
‘Til terminal velocity.
Shy perfection
Distorted by eddy currents
And random thermal gradients.
Shimmering.
On the surface
Of our tiny orb
Photons play
Games of duality
And splash peacock blues and greens.
Iridium
A tiny universe
Of rainbow skies.
And then at last
Where air meets wave
Our tiny piece of eden
Its voyage over
Is torn asunder
By force of surface tension.
A gentle pop,
A subtle smell,
Flatulent.
Fart Of A Fish.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozabout 16 years agoThis poem was selected from Lit's archive of over 39,000 poems for inclusion in today's Archival Review.<br>
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