Plenty of Phish

When the fish start throwing newspapers on the track.
It makes you wonder how to toss it back.
When the kitten mewls and you run to mother.
It makes you wonder what to cover.

Chain the fridge? cover the ears?
What about those midnight fears.
Who will crawl into your bed.
When your security barks at shadows.

When bird falls silent each time you go by,
Chattering monkey just stops and stares?
rolling drunk on the slops,
of Captalistic uncertainty.

The fear rides fingers up your spine.
The sneer of a horse brings up the gun.
Whickering whiskers along the fence.
What comes hence? what comes hence?

Catfish Billy.
Sitting on the fence.