Sunday, September 28, 2008

Bass Fishing

This is another borderline.


I'm clumsy in boats
I always have been

I maintain what the boy scouts taught me
three points of contact at all times

I'm a decent swimmer
but I want to keep it a voluntary thing

The outdoor channel shows bass fishing
all the time

they have tournaments
the fishermen have fast boats

They stand on flat decks
and toss lures on weeds

it makes me nervous to watch them
I find myself clutching the arms of the couch

I change the channel quickly

I don't know why I'm writing this.

2 comments:

graham said...

without the "I don't know why I'm writing this" line, this poem could be an excellent more reflective piece amidst your bigger, more comedic stuff. I'd put it in the "tenative yes" pile.

Ryan A. Johnson said...

I think when you read this to me originally, it wasn't as complete and so "I don't know why..." fit perfectly. As it is now though, I would agree with the other asshole.