Hellooooo down there...slow going? Alright, this one never got publish, never will, mainly because I never tried...that might be the problem. But some things just never do. This Beast of the East is about 'The Jungle' Y'know, the novel by Upton Sinclair that changed the food industry and helped the working class? You don't? That's okay. I still love you. Anyway.
Into the Jungle
A beefy underling
sweeping the entrails
a dime for his time
thick 'n' red like the sun
under the dust and blood-mud
peasant hands
deft and clever
good at what they do.
Lunch with lard
instead of butter
a dime won't buy much
he who has know
no other
than the curve of a back
that holds
the weight of the sun
and the pin-bright stars.
A sun-dried tomato
work-shriveled until it is
alienated from it's original self
He is a cog
among other cogs
and when he grows rust
he is replaced
that's just the facts, honey
because in this day and age
a human
may not be
such a terrible thing to waste.
So yes. I do realize it's depressing nature. But I am an artist and I do what I want. So toodle-oo.
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