dear ode to the meat market diary,
driving along in my automobile, determined to get a tree someday out of that forest again i shall steal, i was thinking about feeding the hungry snapping fish in the aquarium last night in my dream, it was there at the stoplight i heard the child next to me in the back seat scream. i paid no attention as the light finally turned green- i kept a straight look ahead, happy to leave. on to buy meat that i like to eat, no more catering to small picky feet. it's true that it's easier not being a mother to small children anymore, but it's alot more fun being a whore.
driving along in my automobile, determined to get a tree someday out of that forest again i shall steal, i was thinking about feeding the hungry snapping fish in the aquarium last night in my dream, it was there at the stoplight i heard the child next to me in the back seat scream. i paid no attention as the light finally turned green- i kept a straight look ahead, happy to leave. on to buy meat that i like to eat, no more catering to small picky feet. it's true that it's easier not being a mother to small children anymore, but it's alot more fun being a whore.
