All I see are bats this morning.

I see fondu forks in tidepools,
pull out harpies and sirens,
sick with mad cow,
think that it will ever end.

I see floorwalkers eat nothing,
lament impending doom,
ache with sympathy for
other selfish.

I see nemo has been found,
for quite some time now,
and is still afraid to swim.

I see
Talentless, and humble, and tries-
Owns a trident, famously uses it-
and Is not a narcissist
because world class empathy,
Is a celebrity of stars-
friendly to bacteria-
knows how to unmap shit.

I am not so humble.
And as an aspiring seaman.

The answer is always no.