The Hog (Garbage Disposer To City Folks) Poem by Sidi Mahtrow
The Hog (Garbage Disposer To City Folks)
Dick Philips called it the hog
Cause it et everything
Bones and all
Or jus a flush off the plates.
Course if yo had a real hog
It'd be more better cause
You cud eat it in the end.
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POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Written in response to:
Pondering The Disposal
Steel blades in a dark
hole.
Food gets smushed.
Put your fingers in;
flip the switch.
Bones crunch. Flesh
grinds.
Smiling pain teeth;
push harder.
Make rut nubs for
your private.
Lotsa blood down the
drain.
Deep breath:
on your knees now.
Soaking a paper
towel. Just for
fun.
Scotty B. Dogg
Pondering The Disposal
Steel blades in a dark
hole.
Food gets smushed.
Put your fingers in;
flip the switch.
Bones crunch. Flesh
grinds.
Smiling pain teeth;
push harder.
Make rut nubs for
your private.
Lotsa blood down the
drain.
Deep breath:
on your knees now.
Soaking a paper
towel. Just for
fun.
Scotty B. Dogg
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