Deep Sea

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             The riggers snapped and the nylon ran
  from our reels in five different directions;
            forming the points of a star. Leaping high,
            bending his back over the waters,
            when I finally got him close, the cabin
            kid gaffed him, on the deck he writhed
            hopelessly, I'd killed something beautiful,
            something transcendent, it filled
            the air with bloody spray.