"The Blue of Eye (2)"
she took me to green hills was
where I shook of my fins
immortalized as the feathers were removed
she painted the past to see
the deep blue of eye and what
future would hold for the...;
it was water closing in on me
when I found myself taken in captivity
as the pink whale blurted curses
to empty vessel
Morning had come to my aid
so the dawn of time wouldn't catch me
is why I was bait
and the hunting of the Blue couldn't be
taken seriously,
so the Peacock reminded me,
that I was Fish no more...