Thursday, December 11, 2008

The Trolley of Meat

Another day, more food anxiety.  




The Trolley of Meat

back when everybody rode the streetcars
back when the butchers
worked here
but lived over there

there was the meat car
with men hanging onto straps  
  with bowling pin forearms

our dogs chased the streetcar
  and we let them

we never witnessed the goings-on
  in the sprawled buildings
  beyond the guards and gates

I think our dogs knew
  but didn’t care
  or didn’t want us to worry

4 comments:

Laura Lee said...

Hi OMG,

That last stanza is especially good.

Did you ever see the Peter Greenaway movie "The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover"? This poem just brought back images from that visual feast.

Owl Meat said...

Hi Laura Lee, nice to see you here. I have seen the Peter Greenaway movie. He needs help. I've seen a few movies like that.

Hal Laurent said...

I love this poem!

Who wrote it?

Owl Meat said...

Hal, unless otherwise attributed they are all written by Owl Meat Gravy.