Your Catfish Friend

 

If I were to live my life
in catfish forms
in scaffolds of skin and whiskers
at the bottom of a pond
and you were to come by
one evening
when the moon was shining
down into my dark home
and stand there at the edge
of my affection
and think, “It’s beautiful
here by this pond. I wish
somebody loved me,”
I’d love you and be your catfish
friend and drive such lonely
thoughts from your mind
and suddenly you would be
at peace,
and ask yourself, “I wonder
if there are any catfish
in this pond? It sees like
a perfect place for them.”
~ Richard Brautigan

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2 Responses to

  1. Michele says:

    This is really sweet. And now I wonder if this is the origin of the term “catfishing” ?!

  2. tamolantern@gmail.com says:

    If it was it had a much nicer origin than it does these days 🙂

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