Tasty Bob

Tasty Bob

9-25-11

Can you look at a body of water

And not wonder

How many bodies 

Have been dumped in their depths?

See the people fishing the waters?

Have the fish nibbled 

At the flesh of the dead?

Would eating of the flesh 

Of that man-eating fish

Constitute eating of the

Flesh of a man?

Could you be 

Prosecuted for it?

How would someone

Go about proving that?

I wonder what the 

Name of the dead person was.

I am sure that the clay shell

No longer really cares.

I shall call him Bob.

Was Bob tasty, Mr. Fish?

You were tasty, Mr. Fish.

I guess Bob was tasty too.

I wrote this while I was on some percocet. I am pretty sure it shows. While I was out of town, my new graphics tablet came in. Once I recover a bit, I may draw Bob and Mr. Fish. Let me know what you think of this poem! I welcome comments!