Alexa Greenwood


Surgeons At 11am - Poem by Alexa Greenwood

Here come the butchers,
Doing their rounds,
Checking this and that.
Is there enough skin in the freezer?

I don't know how they do it?
Their minds must have been raped at an early age.
Have they no imagination,
These carvers of flesh.


Comments about Surgeons At 11am by Alexa Greenwood

  • Rookie - 0 Points Amberlee Carter (3/30/2005 11:32:00 AM)

    yeah, they sort of walk around like robots trying to perfect the human condition..
    interesting subject for a poem..well done (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 30, 2005

Poem Edited: Sunday, September 23, 2007


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