the fish
aren't biting, so we go
to the other
side of the lake.
no luck there either.
we use
different bait.
switching from blood worms
to lures,
to pieces
of chicken or steak.
we don't really
know what we're doing,
but we throw the line
out as far as we
can,
we use bobbers and
lead weights,
we're quiet
then loud, we almost
fall asleep
sitting on the hard
rocks waiting for a stupid
fish to strike.
then she says to me,
doesn't safeway sell fish?
you're right, I tell her.
let's go.
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