Protoetry: Belly Fish

Something inspired by a rather gloomy picture posted a while back.

Belly Fish

- All this life I buoyed
Striking tail and fins.
Last, I be buoyed
In peace.

On a grasp of air I cannot breathe
Out with full belly I blimp.
Quietly shooting for higher
limbo.

The world of Pearl is no glimpse of haven
For the mortal fish. To me her limbs
Are flashing over the billowing lips
of a dimming sight.

The body is inflatuated with death,
Now full of unreleased exhaustion
Waiting for the soothing pin to
Punctuate that life.