Alyssa Maki · May 14, 2012
pensive and patient

he knew he would win -
finding his catch,
he paused to reel her in.

a beautiful prize,
though on the inside
she was merely bones and sand.

thrown into the sea
she was let go.
set off to lure the next lonely soul
to set her free.

 
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