Poemdog

Dogs 2018

SOCIAL COLLANDER
(12/3/18)


clean us

chop us

boil us

drain us

make us
plate presentable
for our peers

but some
do not make
the initial cut
for edibility

some stick
to the pot

some slither
through holes
to the sink

even
if we
are transported
to the table
of society

we may
simply
not fit
the palate
of the diners

we are judged

we escape
judgment

at every
juncture

the excluded
conjure in the shadows
their own valuations
for the majority

ones
not
so kind

some
are grateful
to have not
been included
in such
pedestrian
fare

they have
transformed
from the eaten
to the eaters

feasting
alone
upon their
isolation