if fish could type, the keyboard would look
convex and their fins would skitter across
the keys, composing works of great
depth that only their kind could understand,
we are so limited in ours, requiring certain
structures and order
perhaps the fish have already written works
like those of Shakespeare
(who I never liked all that much, even though
I'm supposed to).
I'd rather read a fishy tale of love and adventure,
of swirling waters and rainbows viewed from
under the sea.