one of the heifers in the transportation truck
received a tarot card reading & the death card
came up/
         not a negative card by any means but
one signifying great changes in her life/

her boy calf taurus capricorn rising is bellowing
in a veal factory/
                  his four gangling legs broken
chiropractically snapped at the waist/
                                      put in an
organic jarrah packing crate/ (sustainable logging
only)/
      a rose quartz crystal attached to each
broken joint for healing of the heart chakra/

meanwhile the heifer is scorched on the rump
with her sunsign & numerological chart/

cows are led from the truck & into the slaughter
according to the brightness of their individual
auras/
      electric lights are shaded lavender/
& a flower essence - aspen: for fear & foreboding
of the future/ is given to each frothing muzzle
with a dropper/
               & the sacred chainsaw is
called excalibur/
                 & each worker is wearing the
pentacle (right side up of course) & they
never cut anti clockwise/
                         there is no need
for a guru/ there is individual freedom/ the
manager boycotts battery eggs for ethical
reasons/
        & before the smashing of her forehead/
we look into her long lashed eyes as deeply as
we can: for the universal teaching of love &
compassion/
           but there is not much time/ now
for some crimson colour therapy for the workers/
as we all strike her dead into an out of body
experience/
           or perhaps she is abducted by
guardian angels in u.f.o.s/ how can we know?/

all the while the song of the humpback whale is
gently freeing its oceans over the new age
abattoir p.a. system/
                     workers have been found to
be less stressed whilst this is playing & have
even brought in potplants for the tea room/

the cow’s heavy body (still kicking) is dragged
upwards on the hook/ her neck split open she cannot
hold in air & blood/
                    & a shout from the workers:
release yourself to the universal lifeforce!/
                               
for the wet rebirth her skin is steamed off/ we
inject in some royal jelly & some herbalife/

tonight we celebrate her death & chew her fat
& digest her corpse/ knowing we are at one with
her & that she is at peace/
                           & for the ones left
behind: a nice massage in essential oils to ease
their distress