There is nothing // Quite so sweet // As freshly caught // Man of meat

There is nothing
Quite so sweet
As freshly caught
Man of meat.

There is nothing
Quite so fine
As newly netted
Man of mind.

There is nothing
Quite so whole
As timely trapped
Man of soul.

I am the Fisher
Beware my tread
When you spy them
Drink my dread.

Craftily, creeping
Silently, seeking
Relentlessly, reaping
Covetously, keeping.

I am the Fisher
Feel my grasp
When it happens
Hear my gasp.

Make your peace
Before it's too late
Or is this too
My clever bait?

I am the Fisher
See my lure
Partake of me
Become pure.

There is nothing
Quite so nice
As forever mine
Man of life.

Art Source: "The Fisher" (c)/by ursulav
Story and Characters: (c)/by Brannon Hollingsworth

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