Welcome to the meat shop Where arms and legs dangle from the top, Where discarded fats ooze from the lid Of a metal bin and a giant squid Is sneaking out through the crack near the back door.
And the floor is ***** and slippery like butter Oyster juice stained the buttons on the cash register. Aunty comes with her butcher knife. She’s about to chop the life Out of that carp. She misses! And swears.
Her finger, clean cut, and bounces off the floor. My lord! Blood sputters from her knuckle. The entire scene gives me a chuckle. And I wake up from my dream hungry.