The Story of the Pig

This short piece is a strange surreal metaphor.


Visualise a pig of the pig. A pig is one of the cleanest animals. It’s pink flesh covered over by dark sparse course hair. It’s hoofed feet, it’s long snout, it’s small eyes. Harmless in many ways. For it’s cleanness it does live in the direst place. What do you feel for the pig. Connect or reach out and touch this pig. It’s small, four legged. We all know what a pig looks like.
   Visualise a room, any room except in it there’s a long wooden table, laden with delicious vegetables, no meat. Sliver candle stick holders; long white candles lit with a red, yellow and orange light, flickering.
   An animal runs into the room, it is the pig, dwarfed by the large stands of the table.
   Oink Oink it goes looking hurriedly around. There is humans here, reaching, trying to grab it. Lots of people dressed up. Woman in glittering gowns, men in tuxedos yet you can’t see them, only glimpses of hands and legs and they streak out at the pig. Oink Oink. It runs around, people comical trying to grab it like something ?
   Sounds of tinkles as champagne glass shattered, laughter at the pig. It runs under the table; Oink Oink. People after it knock the table; now they have some? reason? The pig is still technically innocent? It runs out to a hall and starts to climb the stairs. Two front legs on the first step, Up! It’s up three or four spasmodic jerks. IT struck on the fifth and sixth steps. The edges around the image darken and hands from every direction reach out. It’s up! Oink Oink. It’s up.
   The hands have got it. Cleaver. Chop. A pile of blood; the sounds of wild thriump. Now you see the table. ‘Oink Oink’, a joke funny ha ha.
   They eat meat with their vegetables. The meat is raw and bloody. They don’t’ use forks, hands serve just as well. They tear at the flesh, this people do, the blood splashed all around their mouths. Spilling blood on their white diamond shaped napkins. A Vampire would be repulsed. Pieces of meat still full of red thick blood.
   Oink Oink Ha Ha! Ha Ha!
   Tut a loo, See you soon Pet;
   Till next time,
   Yea!
   NEXT TIME.
   Oink Oink? is one of the cleanest animals yet it lives in the dirtiest place.
   OINK OINK FULL STOP

   That is the story of the pig, Hope you folks out there in wonderland enjoyed it. Be right back after the break.

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