Carnivore by Kitty NessTurn 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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