little chickens down the shute: green & down the shute-- a love song

you know that move baracka and the part where there are the little chicks and the factory worker picks the chicks off the conveyor belt and puts their heads under the metal. then there is a green dot on the chicken head. its a mechanical motion. those little chicken heads. throwing them down the shoot. like a pattern, like a yellow river & full of deformities. i always think of those little chickens. a lot of life moves like those little chick heads down the shute. the notion of an apple. the woman in a hairnet who we all know and do not know. there are no names that will be remembered. the blur of green green ink on a feathered cheek. little chick heads, just hatched, green and down the shute- a love song.