Driveway Fly Fishing

I’ve never been fly fishing

But I can only imagine

That when you are standing in the water

Slicing through the air with the fly rod

Almost dancing

With rod, fly, and fish

It must be a lot like almost dancing with my son

Yesterday

On the sloping grass next to our crumbling driveway

Whatever catchy but vacuous top 40 song that happens to be on

Flowing out of the open car door and

Picking me up as

I pick him up and spin him around

Slicing through the previsoulsy quiet and still air

Hoping for what happened today

Hoping for the request

To do it again

Hoping for a catch