This poem is on the topic of veganism. the practice of not eating animal products. This poem and its title centers on what I find as a weird divergence among many serious animal lovers (read pet lovers) who don’t give a second thought to killing animals for food.
The Meat Cute
Who is too quest in
The reigning of kittens and puppies
And chicks for a wile
When we meat
That inexpressible attitude
Of what’s eating you
And you eating what
As if
Pet virtues
Sum diminutive morality
Blind too obvious
Awwwwwe
Can you see it
In the I’s of those be helled
Butt what does that have too due
With the prize of beef
Getting ugly
Bringing homme the bacon
Sum agreeable pork
As ahead less chauvinism
In the mettle of specious
And spur us to be sporting
As we are
What
We eat
Dinning on
Re-hearsing eternally
Up on deaf ears
Until we are horse
Or wear ever
We draw the lyin’
Leather effaced
Ante-cute egging on
Or cheesily milking moms
For all its worth
Amor bid tell
The deference
A mist sentient and sentiment
The strange fruit
Of a romance of meat
Cute
Slavish devotion
Or dis tasteful
With respect of looks
Or not
And who or what remains
Cannibalizing a slew of gods
In image maid
Even in a vile
Perhaps monstrously good
And still
In the end
We peer
As whatever
Thou dust
As time a bridge
In what will be
Momentary freshness
Getting into
Sum eerie realty
As awe tastes like chicken
And what madders
To awe
Is out of sight
And out of mine
That endless love a fair
And bizaar
Which may vary well
Begin and end
With a meat cute
NOTE: A meet cute is a scene in romantic fiction in which two people meet for the first time, typically under unusual, humorous, or adorable circumstances, and go on to form a future romantic couple.
