Slaughterhouse Poems - Poems about Slaughterhouse

...Saturday Morning Routines** The familiar smell of wood smoke slowly filled my bedroom, wrapping around me like a comforting blanket. Through my window, I caught sight of the warm, flickering light......

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...THE WORLD IS BLEEDING I suspect no tourniquet will help it now With the jugular of the world being cut And a loss of blood as our time will allow It needs rapid surgery, and nothing but We are......

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...I crossed the archives as one walks through a field of ruins. Decrees were bones, dogmas were nails. Kings signed treaties in ink darker than darkness, a pact forged in daggers. Papal bulls oozed ......

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...Damp linens flung aside sodden cushions Flank by flank She was damp Nickel sack and bark rings Verdant gaze meet hazel orbs Ripe late April Northern Flatlands moisture Slaughterhouse savory mi......

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...A News Story A news story: 6 nuns were caught high on glue in a slaughterhouse. Their fluffy giggles are way too loud for me. ......

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...Will he be visiting you with more than a lump of coal? (A dark voice whispers) Love and loneliness Unspoken dreams of romance and broken hearts Shall have no reunion But instead ......

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...(G Penta minor for the first lines in a ballad pulse 72 quarter, ) My wolves are my strength, and I am their strength We are a pack, and we are family Messing with them is messing with me Messi......

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... Is man but a workhorse to be slowly ground to death To slice his limbs to ribbons on a slaughterhouse machine To breathe in sewer muck and mire or hurl on tracto......

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...The two year old mahogany stallion's nostrils flared out mist in the cool April morning, his veins prominent, his sweat frothy on his regal neck and muscular chest. His exercise rider, a youth him......

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...Insomnia welcomed courtesy high test coffee consumed later at night than usual finds me bright eyed and bushy tailed amply lively to learn about an American radio and television personality ......

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... In the still of the night, spectro-gramming the hot utter of air, filtered by laser strainer- it has become a scale for judgment scaled by tier a black hole of sin in my pocket, a p......

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...That night, in a strange place I was like a fly Circling a street light Reeling…Reeling! I felt so alone Fear wrenched my throat Couldn’t predict When I would be charred to death I ......

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... The soft zephyr hums the carefree spirit of youth. A calf ruminates under the sun's gentle rays. Tomorrow, the slaughterhouse. ......

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...Ink roached infestation didst derive within mice elf Minor emendations to following just posted verse oversight to correct dissatisfaction, yours truly I do curse ah... methinks if hands of ti......

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...Ink roached infestation didst derive within mice elf Thus writer of these words forever mus lee experiencing craving to eat cheese, a milk product eternally preserved within annals, chroni......

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