is more surprised
the man
or the fish that comes
out of the water
over the rail
into the burning sun.
he yells
as the fish goes
to the ground struggling
in the new air
which fills his lungs.
i watch
hoping that he'll toss
it back into
the blue pond,
but no, once the hook
is pulled from his
stiff mouth
he opens his
box of ice and into
that the struggling fish goes.
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