There I was
\na calf
\nand half
\nof me
\nknew its the end
\none half was hoping somehow
\nI could perhaps transcend
\nI’d heard my friends all screaming
\npanting, groaning, they
\nhad gone in just before me
\nand this was not passing away
\nthis was murder
\nthis was awful
\nthis was terror
\nthis was pain
\nI’d spent all my life
\nin that fucking cage
\nhad gone insane
\nno milk from my mother
\njust that slop
\nthat’s all
\nwhich made me weak from the neck
\ndown
\nand the shits too as a rule
\nand nothing makes one shit more
\nthan knowing you are going to die
\nknowing those bloody butchers
\nand going to fucking try
\nand slash your throat
\nand trachea
\nthis is the end for me
\nI’m going to feel the adrenaline
\nthat’s how it has to be
\nand I hope it permeates my flesh
\nand gets inside of thee
\nand gives you all the ab dabs
\nmakes you fear a lot
\nmakes you know the terror
\ncos a lot of it I got
\nand when it gets inside of you
\nand sickens you tool bad
\nI’ve given up my life for you
\nand I can’t say that I’m sad<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
There I was a calf and half of me knew its the end one half was hoping somehow I could perhaps transcend I’d heard my friends all screaming panting, groaning, they had gone in just before me and this was … Continue reading