POEM: A Violence Sandwich

Here is a poem for awe of you vegan peacemakers…

A Violence Sandwich

Man
Trying
Too fill
That empty whole
Of living buy
Bred alone
Slys of life
Dead meet
A taste fore flesh
Curdled mother’s milk
Of some other species
Compassed by leaves of let us
And the slimmest of maters
Eat it
And die
Trying
“The Chuck Darwin”
At some hip café
And what’s that secret sauce!
The consummate blend
Of sects and violence

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