“Jupiter, Bacon & Fish”
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...  The stairway of the experience of many years went to the skies turning
over the pages of Destiny.
 
"To the skies or to the cellar?"
 
...  Jupiter began thoughtful; his thoughts creaked like badly lubricated gears.
 
The silken rustle of English Bacon packaging material distracted his mind
from his reflections.
 
Bacon-he strolled grandly puff-smoking with his Havana cigar
waiting for his darling Bacon-she.
...  Bacon-she...  almost...  Givenchy...
 
A thought licked a sweet lollipop of a little snowdrift and said
"halloo-halloo" sliding on to meet the wind ...
 
and trying greedily to catch some
      burning hot,
           oil-fluffy odor
                 of French fries in its gills.
 
a non-blinking goggle-eyed fish on a frying-pan,
 
(its forgotten it’s a fish!),  
opened its mouth and articulated:
" Are you all nuts here? "
 
Since then nobody has heard it anymore  ..............
.....  Maybe "Givenchy" it could not digest  ..............
 
 
 
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Micha Maslennikov.  
25. 12. 1999  
Translation by Cristina Bove.
2004