For the Creation of Katie (a catfish story) by David L O’Nan

Catfish, Fish, Animal, Catfish, Catfish

For the Creation of Katie

Good Morning, naive little mouse
The strain, the pain is real
when you pick him up by his wiry tail
and you continue to watch him run around in your maze
You created a scam to go with a face
a loving letter to go with a forecast of Winter snow
to feel the heartbeats dancing as I were to meet you on Christmas day,
at last on my 25th year after the bruising, the haunting of year 24 still in the air.
To find you were created, and I repeatedly hitting that failure button
While laughter reflects in echoes on the mirrors
to the hell you live in, the hell you live for
I kept running into the same holes in the wall,
naive little mouse. When the masquerade was over,
You lift the mask and fall straight into the January water well
when all your wishes seemed dead from the holiday wishing well.
naive little mouse, head down
no longer hungry for the scraps
Wait, a little longer. Wait, for a little longer while your other heartaches still linger.
Leave me alone as I watch the avalanches come toward me

Wolfpack Contributor EIC Bios: David L O’Nan & HilLesha O’Nan

By davidlonan1

David writes poetry, short stories, and writings that'll make you think or laugh, provoking you to examine images in your mind. To submit poetry, photography, art, please send to feversofthemind@gmail.com. Twitter: @davidLOnan1 + @feversof Facebook: DavidLONan1

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