Game Fish

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See how the mighty fisherman holds me in his hand
to drag me from the ocean and set me in the sand––
to rip the gills away from me and set my spirit free
then wash me off again to see the beauty that was me.

My whole life’s been spent sliding smoothly through the sea,
but now I hang here limply, swinging by his knee.
Only yesterday, I was alive as I could be,
but by tonight I’ll merely be somebody’s tea.

The prompt word today is “Fish.”

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