The Organ Grinder (poem)

organ grinder

He carries glandular meat in that box (photo courtesy of Flickr and the Creative Commons license)

In case you’re curious, “glandular meat” refers to animal organs…liver, brain, sweetbreads, what have you. I just like walking up to my wife and finding creative ways to work “glandular meat” into sentences.

The Organ Grinder

The organ grinder pauses
for a moment because he’s
fresh out of organs, and so
he summons Jerry the monkey
to go fetch a liver, a brain,
hell, even a fuckin’ spleen
so he can get back already
to the one thing he’s good at.

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