Master of Stealth among the reeds,
Fish Snatcher, Frog Catcher,
neck looped tight to spring,
yet
frightened to flight
you labor to gulp air under your wings,
struggling to glide overhead while
trailing those comic-book,
stick-drawn legs.
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