Saturday, November 1, 2008

And Farmer John Smiled

Gluttony splashed with dirty water,
everyday celebration
in corn fed jubilee,
pigs in a barnyard, sloppy smiles
mud-slicked playfulness
wrapped in harmony
with waste and wallow extraordinaire
flung from rusty pails
groping, gorging gleefully
stuffing, delirious, mesmerized
like fast-food zombies
in satiated ecstasy.