Saturday, February 11, 2012

Piscator's Vigil Comments

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Stone still, amidst the reeds, boots dressed in stinking mud,
breath fogging in the iron cold air.
Unmoving he sits, a vigil, a game of chess, hunting,
his foe unseen, changing the rules at a whim.
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Jojoba Mansell
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