Lobsters and Unicorns

Sadness filled me as I had, upon hearing of his death, Thoughts of what could have been. He was my unicorn, But I married my lobster. Thoughts of what could have been Flashing like short movies through my mind-- But I married my lobster, So those movies will never play for an audience. Flashing like short movies through my mind I work to exchange them for memories I have made, So those movies will never play, And I will be happy with my lobster as I mourn my unicorn.