I hope that you like the updated version of “Box Of Meat”

How often do you get free meat anyway?



You seem so sweet in your box of meat

I feel the mold in mine

I wish you the best and all the rest

But I’ve reached expiration time


And you’ll wow them and they’ll laugh

Fall into your special

And swear your fajitas are the best

Not to mention your chicken breast

And you seem so sweet in your box of meat

But you will feel the mold in time


We all give our lives for something grand

And when death comes we don’t understand

And have a clue or even want to

Still the end is the end of the line


The tingles and the touches…

Whisperings and blushes

Drug induced orgasms

Then you only want more

And are sorry you even had em….

What a controlling condition


Feelings that promise devotion for a lifetime

Walk off the field in a huff

There was a minute, or a teasing hour

And that’s how long it lasts


Lonesome rushes in to fill the absence

Emptiness owns all when all is come and gone


A lifetime of love, or a few precious moment

Paid for with your life

For some strange cause


They will fill a lifetime

On this I can say no more



What’s real morphs into illusion

Taking all of life and love

Till the time when time

Has had it’s night and day

Then comes what might what may


You seem so sweet in your box of meat

I feel the mold in mine


For a time, all for a time






Author: Edgardo

Born in Houston, Texas and moved to Raymondvile, Texas in 1969. Family bought a radio station and helped with the family business until it was sold in 1997. Since then started an agency and mostly writes about experiences in Deep South Texas. Writers of the Rio Grande founder, editor and contributing author.


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