From A Fish
The familiar ache in my jaw told me I was caught again.
Blinded my already tired eyes.
My body, wrinkled and cracked beyond repair
glided across the surface of the dusty pound.
Water tainted with red,
I knew I was a goner.
Her eyes watched curiously,
specks of gold glistening in the blistering sun.
Her eyes grew droopy,
sympathy filling them as they watched
my skin shrivel in the heat.
My gills continued to call for air
as the silver hook pulled from my cheek.
Flying into the horizon,
my soul flew out of my swollen body.
The sand was a casket around me,
smothering me with every stroke.
I wanted to be angry at her
But all I could do
Review and smile :-)