Topic: Chillers
(1994. for Lavinia: a hardcore Vegetarian/Vegan and Lab. Tech. student, Yallorn Vic. Aust.)
1.
She crushes insect beneath her heal,
to squeamish to catch them
to remove them from her room.
She sees them scurry and knows they're alive
but cannot face them in the Lab,
behind the glass of a Killing Jar*
She objects to their encapsulation, in plastic,
as she'd have to watch them die:
She'd rather tear a branch from a tree!
I know that plants will move to the music of mozart,
and that they weep when they are cut,
but you can't hear their sonic screams
when you rend them, bloom from branch–––
you cannot see them breath:
these plants are alive
and they've noticed you,
they don't have eyes, that you can see...
and I know they're watching you.
2.
she fills her house with flowers in vases,
perfuming her rooms
with the decay of fragile blooms,
'and her kitchen, is a charnel house!
the dismembered parts of
helpless victims fill Vegan shelves...
I know that plants will move to the music of mozart,
and that they weep when they are cut,
but you can't hear their sonic screams
when you rend them, bloom from branch–––
you cannot see them breath:
these plants are alive
and they've noticed you,
they don't have eyes, that you can see...
yet I know they're watching you!
Coda:
They don't have eyes,
but they're alive;
You cannot hear their cries,
and they're watching everything you do...