Little Fish

Little fish, I envy you. 

I wish I had the ability

To hold my breath like you do;

So that I could not drown 

In blood, ink, or tears, 

But let it all pass swiftly 

Through my delicate little gills.

I wish my lungs didn’t burn

Every time I go swimming

Having to resurface as soon as I jump, 

To gulp the air I’m missing. 

I wish I could explore

Your world so vast and blue 

But I’m limited to consequences, 

Little fish I envy you.