Troubled Goldfish

by Nicki McDougall

They live their little lives
in their Hexafun domain
over the stones and plastic plants
the golden fish hold reign

They eat their tiny flakes
with their hungry little faces
round and round the fish-bowl
the hold their little races

Their lives may seem simple
their actions may seem plain
but though they may seem normal
these gold fish are not sane

Some times if you watch them
closely for a while
you might notice something evil
behind their fishy smile

If they think they've been ignored
they know they'll get their way
if they just float belly up
i'll run over right away

They'll just look at me blankly
and swim back to the bottom
they act like nothing happened
it makes me wonder why i bought them

i know that this is quite odd
but i swear i haven't lied
it's true that my fish taunt me
by faking suicide


Author's Note: Rest in Peace little fishies, they died today, together, November 6th, 2002

Posted on 05/27/2002
Copyright © 2022 Nicki McDougall

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 04/10/12 at 01:41 AM

Excellent story telling poem. I like how this deals with a different kind of horror, which makes it, overall, unique. And the rhyming only adds to the effect, allowing the whole thing to move along nicely. Probably why I've never owned a goldfish, but my ex and I had a budgie once. The thing hated me, and would squawk whenver I went near its cage, and would even try to bite me if I opened it. Maybe because it could sense I'm mainly a cat person?!?! ;o)

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