Deep in the butchery
spurs a concoction of human innards
sauteed and boiled with poultry and swine
the stench is unbearable
twitching, severed, lifeless
to be ground into filler
grade d yet edible
innocent you lie-the stench wont die!
in bloody piles of swine-my god, the stench!
blistered and cauterized-stench of burnt flesh!
of bovine and swine-and sapien rinds
intestines and fatty tissue swept aside, theres more
in line to die