And even though he’s known by the kids of the area, they
still throw trollys into the lake.
Maybe they do this out of respect, for without them, he
wouldn’t have a job.
Each morning he walks round the lake with a grappling hook
attached to a long thin rope
Fishing for trollys
Standing on the water’s edge casting that hook out to where
wheels break the surface and the steel grill lay just out of air’s reach.
After gathering as many as he can
He walks them back to the supermarket and parks them outside.
There they stay
Waiting for their next trip to the lake
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