Omnivore

Omnivore

Ich habe angst

for an Angus

who provided

the rib-eye steak

I cooked

along with baked potatoes

petits pois

(that's little peas

in that Frenchy lingo)

with everything swimming

in butter

which means I likely

violated some Old Testament law

Ah, but I'm not Jewish

in fact, I'm as religious

as a post...post something

post this or post that

Vegans and vegetarians

will hate me

Cattle will fart at me

and make global warming

worse for my fellow humans

Peas scream when I pass their field

“Shove my pod up your ass” they say

Potatoes are just plain stupid

which makes their caring impossible

still

I thought I heard a faint scream

when I mashed them with my fork

and salted

everything on my plate

With blood pressure rising

by the minute

I chew slowly and deliberately

since this is the first steak

I've eaten in Iowa

in five years

I'm sorry Iowa Beef Producers

I'm really poor

and some Senator or Representative

in Washington

will scream that I used

my S.N.A.P. Benefits

for expensive things

Nope

A surprise check

from a Rural Electric Association

ownership retirement

came

bringing tidings

of great joy

Angus beef

and the depth

of understanding

of my habits as an omnivore

Praise beef from whom all

blessings and juices

topped with butter ad nauseum

flow

on the plate

down my chin

on my shirt

whereupon my shirt

even tasted beefy

enough to make me think

I could eat the shirt off my back

which I won't wash

so that I could drool

first thing in the morning

Praise be to Drool

in whose image

we are all created

Barry G. Wick