Artificial Insemination: Dairy Goat Method
Animal Rights Poetry By Lynne Goldsmith From All-Creatures.org

Like Medieval torture rack
elongating bodies to the point of break,
you are clamped down, splayed,
flipped on your back,
head tilted down,
acute angle, the body
of silence not to move
nor consent—
insertion of hormone,
insertion of semen,
(progesterone sponge
having been removed
vaginally). And—
there you go!
Simple! Release, quick!
Pulled off to slap floor
(off your dolly of sorts),
you’re ready to be moved
like a sack of brown rice
not in its right place yet,
not in the order of things,
not in the next right line
you need to be going in
on conveyor belt line
for the making of milk,
for the boxing up of gifts,
another package of sorts
with its rips and spills
that will happen to you
that will empty to fill
that will shuttle you through
mishandlings all
of beauty forsaken,
trapped, not visible.

©Lynne Goldsmith, 2020

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