All The Fish In The Sea Poem by Robin Bennett

I've never liked my-
arctic sleeping partner
Just one ambien,
an a spritz of lavender-
take me out of reality hell
Lead me to sanity dreams and
freedoms calls
Finally millions of light years away-
we are bed partners.

If I die young
from terminal loneliness
or hypothermia-
remember a sun burned girl
with crooked teeth
family vacations at the shore
sinking in burning sand
with our baked bodies
Water so clear
I could see-
the words to my novel
underwater

Most of the time
he is a cold deadly fish-
Circling around, part of
a slimy school of one
eyed evil underwater
predators-
I used to be the
little girl that took
each breaking wave in
stride and was awed
by the fury of the sea

Now I am grown
and I hate fish
I'd rather have my
Maine lobster and leaving fish duties
to the Gorton's fisherman
or Long John Silver.
They are more into
taking leftovers and pressing
them together and
frying them all common and cheap.
You never are sure
what you get
Easy to see why I never fish.



I've never liked my-
arctic sleeping partner
Just one ambien,
an a spritz of lavender-
take me out of reality hell
Lead me to sanity dreams and
freedoms calls
Finally millions of light years away-
we are bed partners.

If I die young
from terminal loneliness
or hypothermia-
remember a sun burned girl
with crooked teeth
family vacations at the shore
sinking in burning sand
with our baked bodies
Water so clear
I could see-
the words to my novel
underwater

Most of the time
he is a cold deadly fish-
Circling around, part of
a slimy school of one
eyed evil underwater
predators-
I used to be the
little girl that took
each breaking wave in
stride and was awed
by the fury of the sea

Now I am grown
and I hate fish
I'd rather have my
Maine lobster and leaving fish duties
to the Gorton's fisherman
or Long John Silver.
They are more into
taking leftovers and pressing
them together and
frying them all common and cheap.
You never are sure
what you get
Easy to see why I never fish.