Date: July 15th, 2025 9:29 PM
Author: borzo
World fish, world fish
Glisten glimmer your silver
Scales dangling on ancient lines plumbed mariners
How you wriggle when caught
In my humble boat
Built of toil'd wrought'd wood
I throw you into pile
Dry dust and rope heap, you atop
Bringing you back to ancient place
Heroic home stone temple
There our fellows wait
You and I to each transform
That's a reading of World Fish by borzo. And I thank you for your time and your communion. And I thank you for this brothership and coffee, it's pretty great. That's all I have, it's a rainy night and there a lot more guys out there who are waiting to take the podium. Thanks again.
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