the run on meat

i see a woman carrying

out a side
of beef

from the grocery store.
blood dripping
on the ground.

her kid

has a leg of lamb tied to her back
and her

husband
is carrying a pig with an apple
in it's mouth.

they see me in the lot,
and say

with fear in their eyes.
you'd better hurry

the ground beef is almost gone.
just the 80 20

is all that's left.

no pork chops? none they
all say at once.

not a single chop to be
found.

i sigh and run to the store,
what next?