The Slaughterhouse

The house, a house of stone
With a concrete floor
A ring stuck at its, at its center

Up the hill from the pond
We'd skate on every winter
Every winter
Every winter

In the past these family farms
Slaughtered all their stock
I’d seen it once at another farm
And I never will forget
And I never will forget
Never will forget

The ring was used
To hold them still
The nose ring in the ring

The pond was there
To drag them down
Dead but still bleeding
Dead but still bleeding

The ring was there
To hold them still
The pond was there
To drag them down
Down

Why hadn't they torn it down
When the farms, farms no longer, longer thrived?
Beneath our blades a reef of beasts
Lay lowing under ice
Under ice
Under ice