Dónall Dempsey

(15/07/56 / Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.)


I think that I would
like to be
a meal for every
passing fish

this useless
carcass at last
of some use
to some other creature

other than me.
A dish
fit for a fish!

Eat up!
(little fishes)
eat up!
My skeleton
begins to grin

as I wipe a pearl
from my eye
wondering yet

what was it like
being human
for ever the sea
whispering rich & strange


Submitted: Tuesday, October 09, 2007
Edited: Friday, April 15, 2011
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  • Ruth Walters (10/30/2009 5:02:00 PM)

    and that's a strange thing to say Donall, wanting your flesh to be eaten up by fish when I could think of far better ways to make good use of it....no not that....put your ego away....I was thinking of kidney transplants, heart, eyes etc., liver perhaps...instead you've given it all away to some passing, big fat whale!
    tch tch! ; o))))) Ruthy lol (Report) Reply

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