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Butcher's hook

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Hacking bones, I glance askance

At Graham in his bloody apron

Sawing through a clump of muscle

Trimming fat and severing tendons

*

Oh, those hands! Now gloved and crimson

Skillful as a slaughtering surgeon

Operations never ending 

Always reaping, never sewing

*

Grisly gristle, loathsome lites are

Minced for barbecue delights; I

Stuff obscenely swollen skins

Hope Graham sees me tease the meat

*

Yes, meat is murder, this I know

Yet swallow all my bile for him

Each Saturday for Judas' pay

To see his ruddy butcher's face

*

He chops then slams the cleaver down

Into the block with bloody stains

"Give us a hand wi' this one, Sally."

Nods towards the freezer door

*

Breath clouded by the deathly chill

My quickened heart eviscerated

Tripe, in stripy red and white,

His carcass wardrobe, I surrender

*

Handprints, carmine DNA from

Countless nameless murdered beasts

Is evidenced across my virgin

Smock, my curves delineated

*

Vibrant flesh, the steak I crave

Is in my grasp; I tease the meat 

Obscene, the sausage swells till, oh!

His joint roasts in my oven mouth

*

How dripping drips despite the Arctic

Cold; we cling, we kiss, he lifts and

Hangs my living corpse amongst 

The racks of ribbed asymmetry

*

My collar hooked, he strips this fishy

Mammal, till I'm shaking, naked

Graham cleaves me raw and gaping

Stabs me with his beefy skewer

*

Juicy breast and brisket cleave 

Together, weaving shanks around his 

Tender rump as lips and tongues

Entwine and baste the tasty flesh 

*

Loins lock while the silent herd 

Dismembered flocks around our frozen

Fevered fucking, marking urgent 

Rutting stark against their corpses

*

Pumping life into this place of 

Death unrecognisable we

Consummate our co-existence

Glory in our life extended

*

From the silent frosted tomb two

Red-faced Lazari emerge to

Throngs proclaiming disbelief as

New life swirls within my womb

*

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