Pas De Deux

You had this one caught

On your line.

The hook was in

The bait had already been swallowed.

I was ready for the full blown Tango.

To be brought to shore

Bright eyed and panting

Surrendering.

But you didn’t play.

You didn’t reel it in

Fast enough.

You paused.

You let this thirsty fishy

Go free

Back out into the open waters.

Until he nibbles on another line

And gets reeled in gasping

Through the tumultuous surf

Wave after wave.

Or gets eaten by

More dangerous

Perhaps

More heartless bastards

Throwing in their nets right now

As we speak.

No chance for a Tango.