un`stability

By Devil lyn

green Cadillac
and a fishing pole

worms bated
undebated
cast into …

the lake is dry
the sun is wet
your humidity
covers my skin
it`s a blanket
and I`m blank
like the fish
dangling from the pole
with the worm in its mouth

it`s staring at me
and I`m staring at it
and we have nothing in common
it wants to gut me
but my pussy is unstable

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Published on Friday, June 23, 2017. Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

6/2017 ... just because

Comments on "un`stability"

On Saturday, June 24, 2017, Drea (1388) wrote:

The way you write intrigues me. It has this ability to shift and move under the readers skin. I can't get enough of it.
On Friday, June 23, 2017, midnights voice (957) wrote:

I've seen a fire orange Ferrari going down the road with an old black couple in it and a cane pole sticking out the window with a dead minnow flapping in the wind . But back to you delemma . I see you are cut bait unscented . I always add scented oil to attract the wisest and smartest fish in the pond . I never caught any fish from a dry lake bed (and I have the pictures to prove it) . Fish bite best in the rain when their enviroment is oxygenated and fresh clean water pours in over them making them frisky .