“Let’s Fry Up the Offspring, Let’s Fall for the Hype…”

I wrote this poem on the subway the other day. Mariann told me I should publish it here, so I am.
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Let’s…
by Jasmin Singer
Let’s eat the birdsong
Let’s savor the feast
Let’s drool for the marrow
Let’s fatten the beast
Let’s poison the sparrow
Let’s stomp out his will
Let’s strangle the babies
Let’s go for the kill
Let’s white out the colors
Let’s rot all that’s ripe
Let’s fry up the offspring
Let’s fall for the hype
Let’s not cry for nature
Let’s not cry for life
Let’s bury the bodies
Let’s bury the strife
Let’s eat like it’s nothing
Let’s drink like we should
Let’s say grace and mean it
Let’s act like we’re good
Let’s bloody the knives and
Let’s muddy what’s real
Let’s hope that by lunch we
Forget how to feel