i see them at the river bank
their rods
extended over the rocks,
casting,
baiting the hooks,
sinkers in place,
a basket beside them,
a bucket for any fish
they might catch.
i yell out and tell them
that Safeway
has fish now.
filets, salmon, trout,
you name it.
no need to stand here in
the cold
any longer trying
to catch those elusive
fish, which makes
them shake their heads
and give me a one
finger wave.
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