as they pick up the horror
I turn away…
not quite believing what I see
mangled, torn and decapitated
pieces of them litter the foam
their attempts for freedom useless
every movement quickens the end
a bearded man releases them
into buckets of guts and ice
Saturday, January 19, 2008
The Gillnet
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