Once at the beach
I saw a fish pull itself from
the surf onto the sand.
I turned to look,
because you don’t see
this sort of thing very often.
ii.
I watched as the fish
balanced itself
on it’s tail
& began to hop towards me
iii.
As the fish came closer
he seemed to grin & he asked,
“How am I doing?”
iv.
Looking good, I replied,
& gave a thumbs up.
The fish looked around to see
if anybody else had noticed,
& then confided,
“How crazy is this, boy?”
v.
But before I could reply
the fish suddenly
flicked its tail,
sending a little bit of sand into my eyes.
It only took me a second
to gather myself
but when I looked back up,
the fish was already racing
back toward the sea.
vi.
It needn’t have bothered.
The fish had nothing to fear from me.
I wasn’t going to chase it.
vii.
I was just disappointed.
It wasn’t evolution I was witness to ——
Just some
dumb
fish
gag
despite how it may appear our founder is not strangling this dog
t r e f o l o g y 
Good thing it was a ‘he’. Were that not the case methinks you’d have to have avert your gaze (or not, as the case mightb be)!
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Funny, my intention had been to avoid giving the fish a sex, & yet, I did anyway. Thanks for ruining everything!
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Crumbs. I rather bolloxed it then? Humble aplologies. I did get to wondering if the females of the species could multi-task. A passing, yet perhaps pertinent thought, all things considered.
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Your fish story really hooked me!
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Reblogged this on davidbruceblog #2.
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Lucky that fish didn’t bring
a beach towel.
Otherwise it probably would’ve
given it a good sandy shake,
right in your face.
I blame his school. Fish parents
these days are not very hands on.
“No time”, they say. And no hands ✋.
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Hah!
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