Swimming Upstream

the day the goldfish died
a thousand salmon began
their frenetic swim upstream

the instinct for survival
much stronger than the current
that thrust its force against them

it seemed only fitting
that the goldfish should receive
proper burial at sea

landlocked and not inclined
to long journeys, one final
flush had to do, even now

when the salmon begin
that fatal swim, I recall
the more circuitous route

that Mister Sparkles took
a being borne by water
he was never meant for dust




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