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IN THIS CHICKEN COOP

In this chicken coop
We are
Economic transactions
Paying prices
Set and stamped
Pecking at bar codes
Like chickens
QQQQQQQ QQQQQQQ
Quantity
QQQQQQQ QQQQQQQ
Quantity
Willingly we enter
Massive barns
Like warehouses
And we con con constantly
Consume
The lowest price
Which dictates law
The selection has been made
A fat little finger with a gold diamond ring
Pointing either to the right or the left
On the shelf the result
Products strong enough to be made use of
All standing at attention
Ready for our inspection
Well placed at eye level
Yes the lucky ones
With bar codes tattooed upon their backs.
Outside the sky is blackened
By the chimneys
Busy recycling
The feeble independents
And the cremated labeled outlaws
Are repackaged, and sold as compost
Gardening
Aisle 4
We continue
Con con consuming
Fattening ourselves
While breeders record statistics
And the grease of maximum efficiency
Keeps the d-boning machine
Well lubricated.

The Chicken Grinder

Fertilizer

Survivors For Now

Horse

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Michael Cichon (self portrait)

Here are some poems I wrote while I was living in South Korea.Thanks to Wes De Boer for letting me record while I was living in Vancouver and running my tea shop. Enjoy.

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