Wet Dreams of a Vegetarian

How putrid, he said,
as we talked about people
cooking meat.
Imagine having to fish out
congealed pools of hairy skin
from the sink after
you’re done ravishing its flesh.
______________________

We admit to having dreams
of eating Kentucky Fried Chicken:

“It was the breading.”

“I dreamt that I bit into a burger,
although I hate burgers.”

“I used to enjoy the texture
of tender cartilage on a drumstick.”

      Then we all woke up.
______________________

They all say

Never say never
Why not give in
to our carnivorous nature?

What is so appealing
about shoving in
green stems and leafs anyway?
______________________

I could never kiss a pair
of meaty lips, or give a
man who feasts on flesh
a blow job, nor would I
want to think of a sexy
body as some cemetery,
but yet we banish shame,
devouring and savoring
with relentless eagerness
in devout consummation.

Nicole Tan is a fourth year student in the Bachelor of Music program.  She is taking a Certificate in Writing.