canned meat

day and night it haunts me so,
yesterday you were bovine,
swine,
or rodent,
now gelatin surrounds you,
confined in tin,
fresh by chemical and sodium,
now resting in the cabinet,
until I peel you open today,
or in two years?
no matter the day,
you are just as beautiful
as the day I bought you,
and the one next to you without cost