#yearnposting time missing him like im a fish taken from the sea tossed into a plastic bag theyve got me on the shelves squirmy little product to sell but my scales lost their luster im as homesick as a dog i miss his dumb face diggin under the bars of my cage lined in concrete my paws arent making any progress im too much of a wuss to see it through i was absent as he grew aint that a shame hes different now but hes still the guy thats got me swimming circles in an 8x8 bowl looking for the ocean im as docile as a well trained pooch as skittish as a feline around aluminum lined cabinetry i just want on the shelves higher and closer to him i shouldve told him before straight pathetic the way i wanna drag myself to his door bet hed look handsome even if my view was from the floor alright this is the best ive got enjoy my waxy pseudo poetry i take my half hearted bow here and wipe a stray, manly yearn tear this isnt vague btw he aint here

