Bluefin; barrel of salt; a barb
hooked to its gape; mouthful

of krill swilled between cheeks,
pooled on the tongue; last feed.

Last of its shoal, which once
blitzed through tides; a force

of tanks, in their element,
each armoured with a skirt

of yellow darts; fins, drawn
to a point like arrowheads.

Silver keg, punctured, drained;
shy organs hauled from flesh,

swollen and scored, the rings
of a fingerprint. Then sea,

the colour of tin; then sky.
Then the whole world tin.

Ella Duffy is a London-based poet. Publications include Pan MacMillan’s Off the Shelf: A Celebration of Bookshops in Verse and the forthcoming issues of The Rialto and The Poetry Salzburg Review. She is currently studying for an MA in Creative & Life Writing at Goldsmiths, University of London.