Andy Seven

The Butcher’s Beautiful Daughter

Plump of breast, firm of thigh
the butcher’s beautiful daughter
caught my marbled eye
beef hearts cow brains livers kidneys and tripe
a most exceptional maid
slaughtered me quicker than a butcher’s blade

Deep crimson hair
dripping down her shoulders
like thick drops of blood
steaks and chops and wings
tore into them with relish
epicurean desires an irresistible fetish

She looks fetching and sweetly pleasant
as her father slitted open a butchered pheasant
blood red lips blood red hair
hanging on the hook of her
blood red nails
tearing through all the cuts served rare