time passes and blurred the waters
a ripple and a glimpse
as the arced line strikes the surface
defacing the glassy smooth
hours rife with illusion
games played and friends forgot
as i lay on her hip
and tremble for some comfort
still i fished on
with a care and attention to
the arts of angling such
as i never attempted before
(never had to…before…)
and kept safely away from the big ones
in the murky pool for fear
and trepidation of what i knew i’d find there
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