Spike

Grant me my wish

It moves like a fish

Through reedy waters

And murky rivers.

It quivers and shakes

I’ll do what it takes.

I’ll be what I don’t like

Just for that spike.

Just for a reason

That will change with the season.

This isn’t solid, this isn’t true.

My wish lives in the darkness

It yearns for the blue.

© Slumpless

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