Hey all, thought I’d provide my first upload with a short piece of poetry that I wrote when my dating life was….n’t. People kept telling me there was “plenty of fish in the sea”, or “just try x dating app”, and this was the result. Please enjoy <3

Dating

Plenty of fish in the sea is what they say… but I’m not into bestiality.

No, I tend to studiously avoid fishy dicks quite carefully.

I pray to find some hot guy in my water bed.

Maybe I’m just a joke, a clown fish surrounded by tetras.

I’m drowning in bodies and getting kinda fuckin’ seasick.

I’m done casting my line out and getting no bite.

My end game has only ever been to get well and truly harpooned.

So pray tell… when will I get some good moby dick?