Fishing
It's a sky fishing day
and I am on the hook eyes being pulled up
above the surface of the clouds.
If I trip up while walking
if I lay myself out like a fish on a slab
then haul me back into the water,
the deep blue water
far above the sea.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2023
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