Tuesday 16 June 2009

Bait

I am bait on a hook,
hanging out to die.
To be consumed
by another,
bigger creature,
who will in turn
be consumed,
by another,
bigger creature.
The one who devours me,
alive or dead,
is doomed
For thinking I'm for real,
no strings attached,
Not counting the
consequences.
But
each is blessed with
ignorance.
It's not about the fish;
It's about the worm.

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