Saturday, August 24, 2019

fishing expedition

The most lurid lures with the sweetest barbs
were strung at the ends of our lines entwined.
We yanked and we tugged at our clashing rods,
and finally decided to give up on fish
- and just pair ourselves with the wine.
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