Gone Fishin

through the Redwoods
i see you
busied with some grizzly task
a surplus of salmon
tossed aloft and beached

today you’ll find your fill
and when you’re done
you’ll slowly saunter off
glance back once
to mark your spot

off back to the woods
you’ll go
to some dark and mossy secret place
and heavy on the fern you’ll lay
a good day’s done
now time’s to waste