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Home Poetry War logic / on Supper with Botero's Cerberean army

War logic / on Supper with Botero's Cerberean army

Tropas y tripas son troops not tripe the bloodiest of which is fish


1.

Scale: the back of a knife, a spoon.
Scraping towards the head stroking slightly, some
authority across the belly, the scalloped back.

 

2.

Behead: a slit from the rear, sweeping the pectoral
past the heart, the stomach. Kiss the back of your knife
gently, a rubber mallet to penetrate the grotesque neck.

 

3.

Skin: pluck the delicate bones. Dainty knife
glides parallel, the slipping flesh tied
with twine, served tender.