top of page

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)


Recent Posts

See All
From my zero-gravity chair

From my zero-gravity chair, I see--well, what?-- a garden! where any American friend and a scaly tree, spaced between winds and chimes, would love to be & a rabbit known by scent and stride, & one goo

 
 
 
I Saw a Dead Cat Lying by the Side of the Road

If it elicit a comfort and sorrow all the way from chin to moist nose, and the nape can curve for talk, well, a dead cat can look like Fay, turned as she is across an ICU cage like a vessel, storm-rac

 
 
 

Comments


Post: Blog2_Post
  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • LinkedIn
  • Facebook

©2019 by Thought and the Contemporary World. Proudly created with Wix.com

bottom of page