Saturday, November 04, 2006

only a fish

Only A Fish

Unblinkingly the fish,
on the slab at the monger’s
stares at me,
I’m offended look away;
what does it thinks it is

Half open mouth,
a smile of irony…
too now late for it to
be arrogant
and superior,
the cat will eat its eyes.

Fifty years from now,
a newspaper article, says
there will be no fishes
in the sea,
What do I care!
I only eat tuna and it comes
in tins.

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