(from) THE STUNNED MULLET
lips bruised blue
from the impact of the shore
form words you applaud
because, after all, a fish is speaking
it's perfunctory though,
like the scattered clapping
a bronze medal at the Olympics gets
as you just pass muster
under a distant benign regard
only the fish thinks odd,
John Forbes 1950-1998
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