Fishin of a Different Sort

You didn’t throw me
from a moving airplane,
but sure as shit my love is
raining over the high tides of Misery
Bay. The strength of those choppy waters
can pull anyone under, no matter
how strong they are. Turns people
into bait for fishes.

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