It’s mainly because of the meat (a day at the hospital) Defying fatethe numbered pieces of meat are kept tender by the singing of the dart ladenFlorence Nightengalesthey lie glisteningsome in cellophane wrapfresh and cleanfor the bug eyed greedy fate regulators and their machineswhite clad techno princeswho sound the charge armed with reams of slaughteredContinue reading “Poetry Corner: “It’s mainly because of the meat ( a day at the hospital)””
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