Day 157: Because There Are A Lot of Fish in the Sea

Contemptuous
and crimson faced.
Your words pierced my soul
and I was left like a large mouth bass
on the hook of a cunning fisherman,
unable to escape,
and eventually expunged of life,

But not without knowing—
The fisherman feasts.

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