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Carnivore

by Kitty Ness

Turn to meat when they decide to love you
fat and gristle stuck on bone

Time belongs to the powerful and they're in a rush
they'll take you gutted but still breathing

Fame is being mounted by the butcher
you're the grease left on the slab

Life is for the living unfeeling
stripped and stringy hanging off a hook

You are the disenfranchised youth
and there aren't any pop stars around

11/10/2004

Posted on 11/11/2004
Copyright © 2025 Kitty Ness

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Max Bouillet on 11/11/04 at 02:49 AM

Stick to your ribs poetry that really paints a strong condemnation of cultural expectations and the youth. Great read.

Posted by Melina Raven Maness Diebold on 12/01/04 at 07:33 PM

Kit, you've done it again. I think the length is just fine...the shortness compliments the theme.

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