Stuck
When fish swim from the depths, they soon
Catch the shiny hook.
Why don't they swim away?
Now they are stuck!
Fallen into a trap, until-
That final second of hope.
Swimming freely now.
Left only with the scar of
A hook.
The hole forever remaining.
Copyright © Ashley Blodgett | Year Posted 2011
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