Swimming with the Ancients

drinking, from the purest river water,
but knowing nothing of the ugliness
that dwells upon the bottom, therein

as the depths hold onto the secrets
of life, death and the endless fighting...

what happens on the surface, the error
of ways and the human emotions won't
run down so far deep to their swimming,
dark, domains - but they know survival

it's just simply biting the hook and
taking the bait; that's kindly offered,
that determines the time of staying,

because nothing chooses to eat of
the rotten delights, even if that's all
the meat they'll likely find, and/or are
offered from the fearsome hand, lick

sneak away if you can, quick enough
but forget not whence you came; as
the bottom is so full of the ancients

3-18-11
james kenneth blaylock

03/18/2011

Posted on 03/18/2011
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