Leap!

Atop a jetty rock I stand, 
fragile flyrod in my hand,
trying to ignore the surge
that breaks to spray me on the verge.
I need to climb still further out
to cast, but I am filled with doubt:
I hesitate in fear -- I freeze
and tremble in the ocean breeze. 
Am I too old, my balance lost? 
And if I fall, how great the cost? 
Is this how I will kick the bucket? 
What the hell, I'm fishing!  Fuck it! 



Published by Jess

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2 Comments

    1. NOGAF, for catch and release, unless you're really truly hungry and can't get to a fish market.

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