We are all casting lines into dirty water,
searching for a velvet fish of a kind forgotten by our grandfathers.
The morning coffee satisfies the needs of soul, for now. Cast, aye, and left
a pebble in the channel bound by the low and high water.
Speak another story with a hero made of fire.
Learning the great gob heart is not easy.
Memory is a steam driven space shuttle.
Here on the wharf watch for planets, for signs for the rain to bring news
of the latest universes that have been birthed.
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Venus is an amber encased mayfly
the moon is made of river water and ancient driftwood whittled into the color of bone