Desire to Control the Uncontrollable

by Mary E. Lowd

She’s not sure
If it’s a snack or a friend
Darting through the air
All tempting and golden
But she knows
Her paws itch
Trembling with desire to catch
And touch
And hold in place
—carefully restrained—
This uncontrollable fish

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