Saw the Salmon
Saw the salmon swim up river:
Their journey was over.
Shivers seemed to strengthen
That move forward.
Perhaps senses were lowered
As a last cushion to hold;
Maybe, it was part of a flow
Meant to go.
They were followed
By death more than me.
She glanced, admiringly,
In tender glow.
They released, were swallowed,
And she pranced at ease.
She knew what I know.
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