by Michelle Coleman
The fish swims by and always falls for the bait,
As have I fallen for the means to my end
Too tall, too short, and tragically overweight
Tides of embarrassment as I push away my plate
Washing over my soul as I begin to descend
The fish swims by and always falls for the bait
You loved me, you said, but you also did hate
How your image of beauty I could never apprehend
Too tall, too short, and tragically overweight
Like painful lashings did you berate
Me, firmly believing you were my godsend
The fish swims by and always falls for the bait
205 beats per minute is much too high a heart rate
Here, honey, try the new greens-only trend
Too tall, too short, and tragically overweight
Queen to H4 as I declare checkmate
I greet the warm water as an old friend.
The fish swims by and always falls for the bait,
Too tall, too short, and tragically overweight.
