the fish
aren't biting.
they are nibbling.
ignoring
the plastic
red worm
you've cast
far into
the shallow
pond.
they nudge
it with cold
noses, then
turn to swim
away.
they want
the real thing.
these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters and are in no way representative of any real
experiences in my or anyone else's life. any similarities are purely coincidental, except for the dog poems.
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