[Sinacog]

I watch from the edge of the tempered-glass ridge
- plotting revenge on the one that's kept me captive.
If you've ever had fish that you've placed in a tank
then I'll bet my back fin that they hate you for that!
The same thing must happen at every store within the city
"Take a look at this one, mom, isn't it pretty?"
"I want this little fishy!" the young nominal gasps
with sticky fingers insisting on prodding the glass.
I shot her a glance that conveyed my contempt
while gobbling gaseous bubbles to try and state my intent.
I knew the way this would end once I'd heard the noisy one shout
so I turned-tail and I left soon as she pointed me out!
I loitered around the gravel bed and iridescent accessories
avoiding for now the small fishing net from detecting me.
Sensing the end was near I gulped, and dove down below,
before I fled somewhat desperately into a shoal of my own.
With the net closing in slowly, I sped up my speed,
- I know it's ignoble but I'd sooner it was them and not me!
I wasn't ready to leave, though my primary concern
was that I'd seen so many deceived only to never return!
With my fins peddling nervously, I turned right and I baulked
to see my "friends" had dispersed, having realised I'd been caught!
I was prised from the water open-mouthed at what had just passed
where my eyes met the daughters holding me aloft in a bag.
"I promised my dad I'd take care of you," the custodian lied.
The polymer plastics properties choked my reply.
With a roll of the eyes, I was free falling through the air and quick -
plonking into a bowl on the side of a room that was garish pink.
The human I shared it with often bleated and blared
with all the usual superlatives like "I'll clean it, I swear!"
Within weeks I was scarcely even glanced at as she passed
& the over-feed from her parents started to gather in the tank.
The gravel pit was blackening where algae sits on the rocks
- she hasn't cleaned the glass in here since the filter was blocked.
So I swim in a clockwise motion with my head up against the cell
while thinking of what it would take to get out and save myself.
I delved in the dainty dwelling, where I thought for a bit,
and my impending fate propelled me even more than my fins.
This dirty waters beginning to grate on my gills
I swear the chlorine I'm swimming in's what's making me ill.
Maybe by building up momentum and staying close to the right,
I could escape it by tilting the fish bowl on its side?
But with oxygen low in supply, once the water displaced,
my only hope of survival would be a crawl to the drains.
All it would take was the smallest mistake and that would be it!
I really wasn't sure I would make it, so I sat dragging my fins.
The gravel I'd kicked up began floating atop
as I lapped up a drink, smacking my lips, and closely I watched.
A froth of foam carried flotsam that grouped at the edge
which the overseers' mom would sometimes remove with a net.
I knew in that second what awaited me since
if she presumed I was dead, I might just be able to live!
The wait is horrific but I give my best performance to date
and play dead implicitly, only blinking when sure that it's safe.
Hours sprawl into days; A wry smile leaves from my mouth
when the daughter exclaims "Mom, quick, Bieber has drowned!"
Keeping my mouth closed, the fish nets shadow hits my face
I feel it teasing me out of the water before it carries me away.
With a splash I give my tail a flick and swim for my life
having chanced on an escape tunnel within the pipe!
In the distance behind, I hear a flush hissing at me,
- and feel a wave whisking me by as I adjust diligently.
This must be freedom I think to myself as I open my eyelids.
If there's plenty more fish in the sea, here's hoping I find 'em...


FIN!

Seas of the ATLANTIC RIDGE, were frigid with polar bears and solar flares
OLDEST stare was from a penguin, with thin phlegm, cold as bare
I am a fish swimming in the coldest sea, frozen pee
OLD and neat, when will i meet a dandelion on frozen sheets
I'm abominable, the fish of the century knowing history
Blowing mystery's, i dictate the seven suns to burn ANTARTICA
I PHNEOMENON.. clouds pierce through red skies, it's the APOCALYPSE..
Socking lips with stocking trips, ship docking ticks with OPTIMISTS..
I'm not scared of the consequences from polar bears or solar flares..
But i am accustom to their consequence of being pierced and eaten..
I love EDEN, and GOD but it's a facade' for true dictation..
ELIMINATION of them would be good as well of this depressed mission..
I AM ENGLISH, a fish bard teller, opening the seven suns
I open the 7th seal, I'm revealed and concealed with the zeal
EAT EEL, and stop aparthied, i've been locked up for years..
I failed at fulfilling my mission of burning atlantis, but i did kill GOD!
I'll tell this tale in mystery and misery this is history//
BLIZZARD STORMS come and go, I AM SNOW to this ice ravine..//
I am SINACOG, I killed GOD by blocking the solar flares..//
I spewed them back with pestilence from a rhetoric tongue to their cold as bare/bear//
I am a fish demon, drinking semon ever since A FISH's ASCENSION
A WISH's ASCENSION.. I killed GOD with the burn while he investiagted ALANTIS..
THE CAN OF WHOOP ASS was phenomenal, abdominable..
YET there is once that captured my attention, IT WAS JESUS CHRIST//
Sea the light, the holy spirit is evil, yet i'm the devil to it..
LEVEL MUSIC< REBBEL TOO SICK, with clever lucid//
PEDDALE JEW QUICK, this is the holocaust, only for you//
SOLEY A JEW, not the boldest hebrew, in the stew//
PIZZA CRUNCHER, candy muncher, I AM A ZOO//
SLAMMING THE TWO, BRANDISHED AS MUTE with CAVIAR STEW..//
I am SINACOG, burning hypertention with reccollection//
END DECEPTION with ascension.. and go to heaven..//

END!