Fishing in the Dark

When night fishing, splashes and ripples are your lure. If the moon has drowned amongst dark clouds, your lantern must give sight to darkened eyes. Of course, there are mind dragons, ones that eat the fish you are seeking. You know this is a fear-fantasy, a bedtime story you tell your inner child. and yet... the still waters around your skiff are rocking, turbulent swells push against your thin hull. Something much larger is out there. You sit there, on a minor stream in Kentucky net and pole in hand wishing you had a harpoon gun. You could cellphone your wife, tell her that river sharks are circling your boat, knowing however, she is sleeping, knowing she has left a tuna sandwich in the fridge for you, you could but you just don't feel like tuna tonight - ...too big a fish, too big a bite.