• itsoverdoseonly 10w

    Decoy

    My mother took me fishing for sharks

    In a suburban sea

    We had no net, no pole,

    She was armed with tongue in cheek.


    I held on to her hands,

    Scared of the sharks' teeth

    I could see the thirst for blood,

    The craving for little girl's meat.


    My panic rose 

    As she told me to wait 

    I realized, when she left me there

    That she had brought me as bait.

    ©Kym