A small world

My world is small
smaller then I.

I don't remember what I did last night
nor how to smile.

Flakes like the snow in a ball
drift down around my head.

What is it for? I forget to ask myself.
When will I be fed?

One drifts close to my mouth and I remember
Slurp! I think I remembered what it was for.

Pretty colored glass line my vision
I pick and match I don't know what for.

My world is only five seconds in length
A tree, a moat and my very own bubble maker in the corner

What could I ask for or what more do I wish?


I am sleepy now. Why do you ask?
I don't know I'm just a gold fish.

Penned by my hand on the 17th of Phaestian, in the year 256 AF.