choke on cheese

the fat people
gather around the cow.
rather the cow’s titties.

but the cow is long dead.
it’s milk coagulated
like yellow puss.

might as well be blood.
it’s thick on their hands
drenched up to their sleeves.

the cow laughs last.
the phlegm a disguise
for your drowning demise.

sucking that milk
you and your ilk.
choke on that cheese
for god’s sake please.

stop killing the fatted cow.