FISHING

brittle similarities 

lacking in there hilarity 

and building irregularity 

I’m bringing all this down to be

a reading of these pages cold

unreeling words and winding souls

I blow a puff of breathe serene 

careening every solemn seed

and wish I may I wish I might

not have these dreams

every damned night

but without reminders of my vows

I’d plow under thoughts

and empty these

sallow trawls 

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