Brill

If I were a fish
I would be flat
The whole body as a sail
To ride with and against the current

Every move is a wave
Bones tense
Pick a bubble
Look it up
Determine:
Will air come through this body
And what is a mind

Vertebrate moment
Presented to the gnarled floor
Corally yours
Don't take away 
The sincere catch of time

Passively invoiced
To the tax authorities
Sharking and eeling
And god forbid
Fishing

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