Bobby Goosey, "Humanity’s Sigh in a Mackerel Sky"

                                                        Mackerel Sky in Lincolnshire

Bobby Lee Goosey

 

Humanity’s Sigh in a Mackerel Sky

The mackerel’s sigh is never long dry. Whenever the mackerel, a fish, sighs, he/she sighs underwater since the mackerel lives in the sea. One day she/he feels sad and sighs underwater and that sigh forms a wet bubble that drifts up and up and up until it reaches the surface of the sea and then gives a moist pop into the air and then all the moisture of that sigh drifts up into the sky. To make for a mackerel sky.

There the moist blends with that mass of mackerel clouds and soon comes back down to the sea as soft rainfall and that soft rainfall mingles with the salt waters of the sea and drifts down to where the mackerel is swimming about and he/she breathes that same wet sigh back in through the gills. And just as that sigh felt good going out, it feels good coming back in.

People are just like mackerels. When a child sighs, that sigh goes out in a moist air bubble into the air and drifts up into the sky, where it joins a mass of clouds and soon the clouds gather and darken and make for a mackerel sky, and then the sigh comes back down to the earth as soft rainfall, and that soft rainfall mingles with the earth and makes the watermelon seed to sprout and the watermelon then grows bigger, and bigger and bigger and finally ripens.

Then the child slices through the green of the melon to its red heart, and eats of the red of the luscious melon and takes that now reddish sigh back in through her/his gullet. And just as that wet sigh felt good uncolored going out, so it feels good colored red coming back in. Some say that humanity’s eye is never long dry. Perhaps. But, then again, we must never forget that humanity’s sigh is never long dry. And the mackerel sky is never long dry. And sighs properly moistened always make for the best sighs.

[From Bobby Goosey's Compendium of Perfectly Sensible Nonsense]