Luring You In To Please Read the Flash Fiction #WEPFF #WEP

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"Caught you," I hope to say

if only you'll not hide, not stay away

Big One, babe, you'll taste so fine

Please take the bait

I'm jiggling my lure

Call me crazy for needing more

but this one's too small

even a fool knows to throw it back

I keep checking my line

Please want my bait

I'm bottom bouncing for you

I don't want a cichlid

Please find my flies

Please like my plugs

I've got a box full of jigs

How about a spinner with a skirted hook?

Please understand, I've tried live too

There's nothing with me that isn't for you

I check again but you're not found

Please come for my spoon

Please, there's flexible rubber too

Please, oh please, my fly needs you

Just one more try for today

Remember where I cast 

You've kept your spot a secret

cherishing your place in the deep

Please see my net and promise me one day

One day you'll be in it

Am I crazy to pursue you?

I could just buy what I'm looking for

The sport is catching you

Holding you

Cleaning you

Heating you up

And eating you until there's nothing left

but bone and head and tail

Mmm mmm mmm

I'll even have your eyes

Mmm mmm mmm

Please take my bait

Please find my lure

Come home to me

Big One, please be mine

Luring You In
by J Lenni Dorner
232 words FCA

Gottcha! 😆🎣

I was going to write short fiction with my Existence characters. Actually, I did. But the scene makes no sense out of context and is just littered with spoilers. So, I decided to go for a walk and think about it.

That's when I ran into Ger. We have almost nothing in common other than a tendency to gravitate to the same areas to hunt and fish. He's a pretty good hunter, considering the hundreds or thousands of dollars he must spend to have that much equipment with him. But his very pricy bow tends to keep up with the one I handcrafted, so there you go. Fishing, however... oh Ger...

"Maybe if you kept yer mouth shut once in a dang while, I'd catch a decent fish!"
(This is funny because I'm mute. We kid around with each other. ) 

Above is a picture he took of the bend in the river, and another of his "biggest catch" this week. Any fish that's smaller than your hand has to go back in the water. 😂

My entry is a letter or song or poem, whatever you'd like to call it, by me from Ger to his elusive fish. As Ger is a father, I'll dedicate this to him and wish him a Happy Father's day. 
And a Happy Father's day to any other dads out there reading this.
(Neither my dad nor Ger have ever seen my blog, so they won't see this post.)

Tagline: Written for the uncaught one. (It's NOT erotica.)