The Blobfish Poem by Mark Nichols

One day I met a blobfish
Who winked its one big eye
Said, "You don't need to fix it, brother
Because all of us fit right inside"

The driving will to struggle
Has become tryin hard not to sin
So, why do I still do it?
What's this scene I'm acting in?

I saw you in the submarine
Yelling, "The world is coming to an end"
Caterpillars are transforming in the grass beside me
I'll read this chapter and begin it again

For the moment there is a pause
Be brave enough to try it because
Deepening in the wake of day
The days before will surely stay

Got so much road that trails behind us
Hand me something I can break
It could be very possible
But to be away, away, away

It doesn't matter ‘cause we're singing
At first she didn't live there
We couldn't believe what we'd heard
What can we do
When you're huddled
To throw your head back
But I only live day to day and that's a day or two

What we made
Oh, I'm sad
She preferred to fantasize
Is my glass half full or half empty?
It's bound and determined to happen
Dreams that change our world to be
Nobody knows the universes laws
Scare him away, like the morning frightens the darkest night!
And some part of the heart
No amount of Duck and cover
If nets are made to catch things
She would one day enjoy
No remorse
Overwhelming circumstance