by Stephanie Kjaerbaek

Created on: September 03, 2008

II.

Fancy me a pound of fish
Delicately coated in saucy bliss.
By flesh from bone, eviscerated
People offend their hatred of fur
And love of meat.
Morris wore thick glasses.
He looked creepier than his fans.
Tons of vegetarian patties motioned
To people engaging in manual labor.
Bone forms expenditure at feast.
I am fascinated by the strands.
His friend looks behind him
As he backs himself up against
A crumbling wall.
Then he eats.

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