Liquid blue bears

Liquid blue bears with their shiny coat,
Wear a black hat with an expensive leather strap.
They melt and reform into and out of.
They seem to want something, But they cannot speak.
They are trapped in the confines of a two dimensional dream.
They lay there looking rather morose,
trying to differentiate between
Defeat and acceptance
Freedom and pain
These liquid blue bears
Eat fish,
Eat horse,
Eat mice,
But nothing ever will suffice.
They gobble through their mother, father, brother
And lover; also another .
These liquid blue bears are slow, and steady.
To them time is fiction, only intent is real.
Spread thin, or bottled up straight.
Adaptable shape-shifting creatures.
Long live liquid blue bears.
Long live liquid blue bears.