Pisces

why this unrelenting pretence
as if we could ever really know the other

when have we really known each other

we are all strangers
a little less
a little more
fishes losing shore in the ellipse of a glass bowl

let's not know each other
let's not understand what lies within and what lies beyond
let the strangeness grow familiar instead
almost like a habit
the stranger fishes knocking on the walls
sinking in the surreal familiarity of stranger worlds


until one day the walls break
and
all the worlds they knew perish

have you seen a fish swim ashore when the seas have dried