<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=578906" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Way Of All Flesh</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The live fish twitched<br>shrugged its tail<br>and seemed to pale.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Just before it lost its head<br>the fish observed me<br>with a cold careless eye.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">“Do your worse! ” it said<br>as if it were a British spy<br>being tortured by a cruel Gestapo.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Brutally decapitated<br>with a sudden twak</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It became just a body<br>it’s head feasted upon by feral cats who had patiently<br>waited just for that.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was now even more deader<br>if that could possibly be<br>made more dead by my Auntie’s laughter.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">“What’s the matter boy...<br>did ya think that fish grew on your plate<br>and that spuds and peas grew on trees? ”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She was pleased with her wit<br>and laughed uproariously at it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her laughter was so alive.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I watched my Auntie’s hand<br>execute the movements necessary<br>for a real live fish to become a fish dish.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I felt sick.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Prising the skeleton out</div><div style="margin:10px 0">“He won’t be needing these! ”<br>her laughter wheezed</div><div style="margin:10px 0">with the point of the knife</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the tip of her tongue<br>sticking out</div><div style="margin:10px 0">in utter concentration<br>as she made her point.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I gaze fascinated<br>(all the time whispering to myself <br>“I hate it! I hate it! ”) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">as she sliced through<br>the fish’s flesh</div><div style="margin:10px 0">& flicked its guts<br>with a deft fleck of her wrist</div><div style="margin:10px 0">towards my open mouthed horror: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">”Aghh...ugh...aghh! ”<br>I screamed</div><div style="margin:10px 0">as if I were a<br>Hammer Horror<br>movie.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She laughed like an old time<br>comedy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sick to death<br>I wanted nothing more to do<br>with it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I felt gutted<br>& all alone</div><div style="margin:10px 0">amazed that the day<br>was still so bright</div><div style="margin:10px 0">amazed that the sun<br>still shone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=D%C3%B3nall+Dempsey">Dónall Dempsey</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=578906" data-title="The Way Of All Flesh de Dónall Dempsey" data-description="The live fish twitched shrugged its tail and seemed to pale. Just before it lost its head the fish observed me with a cold careless eye. “Do your worse! ” it said as if it were a British spy being tortured by a cruel Gestapo. Brutally decap..."></div> </div> </div>

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