SLAUGHTER

in the distance

the bullet connects like a sting

the bullock slumps in the paddock

in hock deep grass

the hunter lays down the gun

settling the scope gently

before sprinting knife drawn

to cut the throat and bleed the beast out

a ceremony played in silence

 

the disconnect between sight and sound

leads my four year old son

to report the scene as seen

that cow just fell over

an innocence not even

these events could extinguish

 

the hunter controls

his pulse as he pulls the trigger

his chest constricts

the hunter fears

the quarry stands in blissful

ignorance

 

will you eat what you kill

the beast winched

onto the truck

deck slick with blood

slithering

then strung up

stripped of hide

eviscerated and butchered into portions

 

are you prepared to kill what you eat

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