The Crane

for Benjamin

The giant fishing pole reaches into a sea of steel fish
The men, as minnows, dart around the lowering line
Guiding the hook to the large scaled fixture of the deep
Unsettling it from gravitational sleep, raising it into the air
It sways and turns, held by the fate of progress
To be mantled in the heavens as the one that didn't get away
Giving structure to the architect's interpretation of bait and switch