Monday, April 20, 2009

Gatortail

We beat it to death
with lead pipes,
crushed its reinforced hydraulic
skull and severed
its whipsnap tail,
and we fried it.
Then we dined
like island royalty,
blood of natives on our hands,
hot on the sacrificial rock,
sizzling in the pan slicked with fat.

(copyright a(scetic)verse, April 4, 2009)

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