Catch & Release
limbs so aching
from paddling
like drowning dogs
heart pumping
fist sized chunks
of love
back to you
the hooks are
everywhere
so the stream
just
meanders
through
the gauntlet
of their pointed
meanings
that always
end up the same way
end up
the same
meaningless way
catching
some part
of
who we are
on the barb
intended
to snag us
always ending up
with that part
that part
that we
never
get back
no matter
what
how often
we find
a release from it all