NaPoWriMo 2015: Day 19

cows

dust off
the Meatless Monday!
i fill myself
(the vents closed)
the cattle yard
awaits the death
chutes
so we can fill
ourselves
with bull-
tri-tip and
no bbq..
mashed potatoes
and veg.
the smell!
disgusting.. and yet
we eat..
no stopping those
who want,
despite the drought,
the cows mill, queue,
die, slaughtered;
sliced,
cooked,
and served.
dinner.