Grandpa always wore an old fishing cap.
I remember it was covered
from brim to brim
with all of these colorful & expensive fishing lures.
There were green ones, blue ones,
yellow ones, red ones …
some shaped like fish,
& a few home-made ones
that didn’t resemble
anything at all.
But grandpa was not a very good fisherman,
and was never known
to have ever caught anything of note.
Except for that one day at the lake,
as the tale goes,
when, he removed his cap too quickly,
and he caught
an entire human scalp.
Though the force wasn’t with me that afternoon, it did promise to catch up with me later