Trolling

Hiding there beneath the pixels
Swims an answer
Dark and brooding
Swaying in locomotion

I cast and come up empty
But was that a nibble?
It’s there, I know it is
It’s been down there for years

Once upon a time a friend almost caught it
But then it got away
Or so he says
My line sinks into the deepness

-T. Weeks
(A response to “Not Youth Pertains to Me”)

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