Hooks and Eyes

Shallow water gives back no interesting reflections
only images of colored pebbles
you can see, but can't touch
because of refraction.
A layer of silt hides the bottom
but adds no depth. I drag my fingers through it
to stir up muck, find old hooks
spat out by fish and buried. My fingers bleed.
There's no other way to find them.

I know people who've lost an eye
to a careless cast. I gave up an I
to drink from Mimir's well. That I
was full of holes. My fingers
are full of holes.

Mirror, mirror, on the wall: Who is the holiest of them all?
Fish will not spawn in shallow water.
Silt adds no depth.

Available! High-Voltage Lines, Knocking from Inside