The Future Bones (rev.)

The Future Bones

From the in-between spaces of shells
on quarter acre lots facing blacktop
curves and white concrete,
young meat’s pinched like lobster
(the morsels too big for their shells)
for the machines of cityside
where the meat-herds are gathered
to be consumed as so much pizza
coffee and sex.


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