Half weigh

 

Headed home, almost beat. Hungry,

drifty, holding love close. Stop for fish,

 

scale out of whack. Real steal --

slender rainbow, her belly, white,

 

eyes, sea green. Back on road,

dream the feast  -- warm meat,

 

tender, pink. No worry about the bone,

perfect meal about to unfold.

                              Timothy Pilgrim