Thursday, October 3, 2013

Swimming and Catching


I am a fish
In a clear green pond
Dotted with moss
And dirt.

I am a fish:
I swim through toes
Brushing by ankles
Tickling soles.

Through the space
Between feet
I surf, untouched

Feet jam together
Catch my fin - 
Wiggling, struggling
I twist it out.

Feet jump in
Shins follow,
Toes touch ground;
Slide, crash!

A sole-shaped line
On the mossy floor.