Fighting Fish - Dessa

Swimming in a snifter

Pretty as a picture

Don’t get it twisted man, her bite is a bitch

You can name, you can keep her

But take care when you feed her

You never can take the fight out the fish

Chomping at the drill bit

Never one to still sit

You can est my metal with a magnet and some tin snips

Ink test all I see is canines and some wing tips

Pilot pen in pocket I’m riding instinct and Ink jets

Around here we don’t like talk of big dreams

To stand out is a pride, a conceit

To aim high is to make waves to split seams

But that’s not what it seems like to me

Cause I wanna try I wanna risk

And i don’t wanna walk, rather swing and miss

I’m not above apologies but I don’t ask permissions

Got a lot of imperfections but I don’t count my ambition in them

Zeno’s Arrow never hits the mark

Its always hanging there over its shadow

Safe from battle, waste of arch-

Er’s time and trouble

Waste of effort, waste of parts

If you don’t aim for the center its a waste of the art

I didn’t come looking for love

I didn’t come to pick a fight

I didn’t come to wave or take pictures

Pander to some benefactor, ring on every broken finger

Won’t extend my wings to be clipped

I know the culture here is to stay humble but shit

If we all go round bowed heads, button-lipped

If never none of us go for the belt who wins

My mother says I’ve loved too many men

But I took and left something in every single bed

Turns his head

But he night might rise up, investigate the grid

Gender, genre, guess I’m on one

Both the constructs

Women, children let me tell you, I’ve been both

And Its a myth we all swim for the life boats

I didn’t come looking for love

I didn’t come looking for a fight

I come here every night to work

And you can pick an ax up, man

Or you can step aside.

Self taught, self made, bet, self styled

Self came

We march in Con

Own tools

My joints hold steady

Chucks laced ready

I travel by kite, travel

Touchdown

I make my own luck now

Zeno’s Arrow never hits the mark

It’s always hanging with its own shadow in the dark

It’s always hanging with its own shadow in the dark