fair,
the fish thinks, hook in his
rubbery jaw,
yanked
mercilessly to shore
for the umpteenth time,
then held
up
for a photo.
maybe weighed
and measured
before being tossed
back into the water.
why?
just eat me next time.
i can't keep
going through this.
i'm a nervous
wreck,
look at me,
all bug eyed from
the air
seeping into my gills,
i'm losing my mind.
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