scarred lips

time and time again, the desperation led me to believe in the worm you set to float in front of me

you could sense my need muddying the waters as i thrashed

so the line was cast, my lip was pierced, you held me up as i spasmed in the open air i couldn’t breathe

now

i sit calmly in the water

watching the worm drown on it’s hook as my scarred lips pull into a smile

it may take me five or six near death experiences

but this battered carp can still learn not to be fooled by old tricks

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