What is the price?
What is the price of a pound of pork
I thought rising to the scent
And snapping of frying bacon.
Watching the gristle
Fat curling and bubbling
Until crisp to crunch
Dry between wet teeth
And tongue.
Then, the coffee can
filled with the pig fat
We can never pour
down the drain.
Its not the bacon on the plate
I need to see-
It is the squirming piglet
Its snout attached to its
Mothers nipple
Thrashing its tiny feet
Nourishing itself
At the expense
Of nothing.
-Scott Duncan