Cast

Stationed upon my deck, I survey the crowded sea before me.

Pods and schools
clustered,
poised
to receive
the
promised
feast.

A clamor ensues. Pushing, shifting, pressing,
closer,
jostling
for
the
best
spot.

I with my line-- arm overhead, elbow crooked--
poised and ready, baiting and
baited,
prepared and
well-rehearsed.

Taking
my appointed
spot,
bathed in the
signaling light,
I survey one
last
time.

I draw back

and

cast.

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