Day 11: Being else

If gold fish only had a 3 second memory,
I wonder if our evolutionary
Ancestors used that to make
Split second decisions
About whether to
Swim back a few feet on purpose to
Look at a beautiful pebble, to swim ahead
While evading a larger predatory fish without
Forgetting why.
To slowly creep to the water’s edge
feel the silt and sand,
and return to the water.
Until one day,
It was past 3 seconds
And they forgot
They were fish.

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What started as an attempt at a Google poem, then turned on me and became something else.

Day 11: Being else

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