HOOKED

Time washes onwards

but I recall each wave

I welcomed

over body

like a cover of comfort

like a blanket of trust,

a surrender to the water

warm, deep breath and dive

without drowning,

I recall each wave

but forget

how far it swept

from the shore,

how it left

each time

with a wanting

for more

as I drifted further

though I cannot swim

I am only fool

not fish

and how you fished…

how your hook cut

so deep.

All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

Audio version available on SoundCloud…

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