Act Three - Guy Kettelhack - Poetry & Ephemera
Wednesday, January 13, 2016
The Mystic Fishies
He spent
the night
abiding with
his inner sight
residing in
its psychic light
deciding what
to write
and yet
not writing.
The mystic fishies
weren’t biting.
.
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