by the water

reinventing fathers
casting their sons out
on fishing lines and bobbers

remember the estuaries
filled with enormous fish
just below the surface

after going home
stopping by the door
admiring the slugs

grabbing the salt
destroying them together
under hypnotic clouds

unfurled coat hanger
driven into the ground
with electricity

worms by the dozens
abandoning the earth
and joining a lunch pail

fish - there's plenty

in each lake and river
waiting for men
and their sons

under currents
so subtle and deadly
for what is lost

under these clouds
time falls apart
leaving musky humans

complicated and solitary
unified in solitude
bonded in ennui

by the water
wilting flowers
overwhelmed

break the plane

diving
just below

the surface