Animal Dreams

 

baby cow cries for its mother 

as she awaits the guillotine. 

we promised

we wouldn’t eat her, 

another of our many lies. 

this brief abstinence serves as

meager penance for past sins.

forsaken, we return to the feast 

barn cat warms itself against her smooth strong hide. 

see how she drinks from the trough

pasture raised, unbelievable calm