When Lamb Met World


Graphic descriptions; Caution advised.


When Lamb Met World (Randyjw; February 8, 2017)


As the pelt is lowered beyond the rim

into the balm of the dyer’s vats

the smell of lanolin on a freshly tanned skin

is separated from its liquefied reservoirs of fat


May the lamb never meet through its loving

in the vat into which it is boiled

the living cells subject to suffering

the sins wherethrough all become soiled


With new life as a car seat

a pocketbook and a sweater

does the lamb envision

that it’s life is made sweet

by the ones who would fashion it better?



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