daddy's gone a hunting

Written by: Harry Rout

in the supermarket
i need my
shopping trolley
for protection

protection
from the product
promises
of
redemption
&
immortality

protection
from the people
the masses
of
crazy consumers
crying
for the truth
in a place
filled
with more
fluoro lighting
than
heaven

a place
where
great hunters
hang
around
fridges
full of frozen
fish-fingers
&
piss
in each
others ear
about
how food
has
no flavour
anymore