Friday, February 1, 2013

Love

From phone camera


Martha and her Collette had spent much of their fish lives gracing the tank in Dr. Reman’s medical office.  Their job was to flutter their golden fairy fins, float effortlessly from one end of the four foot tank and then back again. 

No sense of time ever ruled in their world.


Martha and Collette had normal fish expectations: food, swim, release waste products.  Repeat. This was absolutely fine.

Then Jerome arrived.  Tiny Jerome.

His job was to buzz around furiously, a gray and browned striped tiny shark-like fish.  Jerome was not there for looks; he was there to eat the waste products and clean algae from the rocks, wafting sea plants, and the castle which served as a place to linger.

Jerome expected nothing else, until he saw Collette.  Gazing into one eye on her side and then the other eye, Jerome sensed a shift in the tank world.

What is more, Collette sensed it as well.

Martha saw the exchange and fluttered in between them.  Jerome sped down to the castle, behind a rock.  He waited, hoping that Martha would forget Collette and wander off to the aerator. 

Then, Jerome darted out, flying through the water to Collette. Their side fins brushed lightly against each other briefly, but just enough to send vibrations of deep emotion shivering through them.

Martha broke up the sensual caress and chased Jerome away.  Watching his retreat, Martha felt the same exultation Collette had felt, the same longing.


Jerome.  Tiny Jerome.  Jerome the Gigolo.

One's imagination runs rampant while waiting in the doctor office.

28 comments:

  1. OMG.... A fish love triangle. Clever and well written.

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    1. After watching "Nemo" so many years ago, I became suspicious of the doctor office fish.

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    1. There isn't much else to do in a fish tank, is there?

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  3. Who. would have known that there were such shenanigans going on in a dentist office. My, my!

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  4. I love your fishy tale! Thanks for visiting me and taking the time to comment. Nice to meet you. :)

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  5. I hope they don't suffer the same fate as the lovelies in my orthopedic surgeon's office. Actually, I don't know what happened. They were there when I was getting my new hip. A check up a year later--an empty tank.

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    1. Did they elope?? Maybe they too the flush route out?

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  6. You must have had a long wait for the doctor!

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    1. So many times! Leaves time for a restless mind and a journal.

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  7. Dear Susan, and tell me where will they swim away to when they elope????? peace.

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    1. I honestly don't know. Maybe they will go to the little Castle, or perhaps the rock by the aerator?

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  8. fish romance, how cool is that.....

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  9. Dear Susan,

    I tank you for this fish tail. Reminiscent of 'Finderella' finding her Prince Clamming :)

    Peace be with you and thank you for your caring comment on my posting. It means so very much.

    In kindness,

    Gary

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  10. How cute! I'm hopping around on the A-Z challenge sign up list this weekend. Nice to meet you, I'm your newest follower.
    Martha (the blogger, not the fish!)

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    1. Nice to meet you, Martha! Will pop over to your site!

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    1. Lust, love? In the fishy brain, I don't know if there is a difference.

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  12. Someone is going to get his fins nibbled.

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    1. I wonder if that would count as a 'love bite'?

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  13. A whole romantic novel in a fish tank. Bloody interlopers!

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    1. When the office lights go down at night, maybe some Barry White music comes on?

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