Brooding Eels
They are circling circling wanting a way to the sea
the urge to spawn comes the urge to spawn goes
there is no way to swim to the sea they are
circling growing bigger growing tremendous
they lift heads now huge out of water to smell
air whether there will be a change
so they can swim to the sea (a rock
slide blocks their way from the lake
to the sea) they are circling for decades
their skin thickens their eyes cloud they are ready
the urge to spawn comes the urge to spawn goes
they will die some day they will never
die there is no way no way
to the sea breeding is necessary brooding
is what happens will there be a chance a storm
or just this ache for distance another century? 
Aquatic Herd
Brooding Eels
To an Exterminator