.A fish pitched up by an angry sea
I gasped on land, then I became me
A product of the sun coughed up on the beach
In black chinos cut off below the knees
With a salt parched throat I struggled to talk
To lone angler positioned on the rugged old dock
Lost in the bucket of worm.
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