Lamb

born beneath a tangle of stars cream cry Hamal blood-warm straw away in a manger the whistle of distant collie but all too soon a frosty breeze chews the nostrils the farmed proletariat mass in trucks with fear spindle limbs hacked, knife hung on a hook dragging her chair across the carpet mother mews the table herd clatter, scrape – silver on bone china manufactured in the factory nestled underneath the familiar glue-speckled hills vinegar-sharp conversation about oppression dripping mint on the lottery of sex a rabble wrapped in wool shawls animal logos defining irony blind to the tender meat we are from 'Reclaiming The Beat' 2016 http://amzn.to/1Rt6DSF