fish, cat, and woman

it will be evening soon a meal will be cooked fried with ginger and lemon grass on a black grill the head of the jungle perch will be given to the cat the woman could eat the head it is the best part but she loves her cat the cat consumes the fish head and tail then goes out to watch the stilts and avocets delicately wade into the dusk the woman eats the tender fire flushed meat with roti bread dipped in dark anchovy sauce the bones of the fish she will plant in her garden to nourish the soil i am a better fisher than the cat the woman is a better cat lover than i when we are under the mosquito tent that hangs over her creaky cot i hear the fish in the lake leaping moonlight splashes on the window