Sunrise Massacre
The gentle eyes of the night do close again,
as light's pointed arrows pierce the foliage
striking the water.
The early autumn leaves,
drawn to this permeable mirror,
softly float, surfaced submarines.
A goat-footed fisherman,
skillfully baiting his hook,
silently casts a sinking line.
And on the other side
creature dives,
born into the lake,
and becomes a fish.
Then,
Gently he swims to the fisherman,
who nets him.
But,
Much to the fisherman's surprise,
He, and all his worms,
are slowly devoured by this rebellious fish.
Who,
Subsequently purifies the water.
as light's pointed arrows pierce the foliage
striking the water.
The early autumn leaves,
drawn to this permeable mirror,
softly float, surfaced submarines.
A goat-footed fisherman,
skillfully baiting his hook,
silently casts a sinking line.
And on the other side
creature dives,
born into the lake,
and becomes a fish.
Then,
Gently he swims to the fisherman,
who nets him.
But,
Much to the fisherman's surprise,
He, and all his worms,
are slowly devoured by this rebellious fish.
Who,
Subsequently purifies the water.
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