Perch Bones

The fillet was supposed to be boneless but it wasn't It caught me off guard, midmeal. Between bites of slaw and baked potato It wedged in the top of my whiskered throat there was the palest form of panic, I swallowed hard a few times swigged root beer everyone's eyes grew wide it finally dislodged after a few attempts thank God perch bones are thin. At times, the death of something loved comes out of nowhere from the cloudy depths ruins the confidence twists the heart into unrecognizable things life is so very thin like perch bone dreams.