Go Fish

3.
This wasn't just any kind of
--how to say-- ceremony,
but merely the act of exploring
become an act of mercy.
The nothingness wants to be
divested, if only because
the jungle will not eventually lose
only question being: where are we?

On a cloud of pugnacious sky
was Drake, leafing through his fish guide,
informing Robert about smallmouth,
perch and crappie.

They were too proud to turn around;
they went fishing.