20 October 2010

-a dead catfish-



my daughter had found a dead catfish.

her brother had urgently surrendered the remains
of his sandwich to staying balanced atop the most
difficult rock.

they were taking turns clubbing the inflated
carcass with sticks that were just as waterlogged.

i was thinking about how noble it would be if i
could apprise the turtle trying to eat the belly

  there's still sandwich.


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