Pisces Poached

Pisces Poached

We watched as serrated peaks
carved up the darkening sky,
scattering crumbs of light which
coalesced.

Distracted by the constellations, we
didn’t notice as a grizzly bear,
smiling a car salesman grin, swiped
the fish you caught.

A streak of light blazed
across the patchwork sky,
illuminating the crime.

Pausing to laugh, or perhaps
to ponder the gastronomy
(or Astronomy), the grizzly
cast us an opportunity, but
it got away.

Sagittarius smiled, glanced
around and sidled close to
Pisces, who didn’t notice,
busy watching us.