Memories of grandpa

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 pink ones,

& green ones, & blue ones,

& yellow ones.

Some shaped like fish, and 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, though,

when he removed his cap too quickly,

and grandpa caught

an entire human scalp.