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Macky (a fish parable)

Updated: May 29, 2025

who eats a whole rat gnawed down to the bristly bone is the same that swims in cold pink;

screwing the mouth to the side, he sends a sin streaming out of its guts on a lovely 'lil bubble;


and nor if he's ever caught on a pike's discarded lure, eyes poked through, does he care the least bit.

For down in the deep end of every lake, among the tads, stoked and powered by a profligate few


a sinning macky, who's driven by spite!, nips at the eel, and strays into the tides looking

for weeds & rusty hulls. For a scaly sot born to eat shit will keep on going, just like the silty


mouth-piece for an intolerable world he'll always be!


(2017)


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