The Velcro scream of a wallet having
its guts ripped out by a ever poorer owner
Flies with no break of concentration
scab their devious fumbling onto gleaming
utensils of pure plastic and they bite
delightfully into another starvation
starved offer mixed with a heady
but fruity liquid of carbonated chemicals
pace quickens meal squeals for mercy
receives none as massive white rocks
of perfect uniformity grind its life into a pulp
extracting the life and death that
vegetables must suffer in the quest
of another few hours of a full stomach
and a night of darkness and digestion
The eater pauses cuts with another motion She bites!
DEEP!
HARD!
with a suddenness and horror that only a
threatened piece of corn could possibly
experience the remaining
peas scream and quake staring straight
up at a ruthless efficient killer
knowing their fate but resisting to
the bitter end
like only a British vegetable can
The death juices are wiped away in a
brilliant and indifferent display of victory
the drink thrown back as a final gesture of supremacy
1989

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