Angler

You just draw me in
Swallow me
Erase me
Find a way to hide me,
Angler.

I’m already sketched into the pavement,
Wrecking ball.

I can’t stand to watch you holding strong
Breaking off
Masking any remnants.

In these confines,
Holding your remote.
Everything real is now
A contaminant.

© Sonja J Johnston 11-Feb-14