Poetry #426
(published March 19, 2009)
(published March 19, 2009)
Discovering Anatomy
Evangelical fluids run thin and white from the fetal pig
Onto the newspapers spread liberally across the kitchen table
The skin still pink, fats a congealed grease, veins painted
Blue and red, the great American pig laid open on the kitchen table
Not enough scented candles, Swiffer wets, or Clorox wipes
To stanch the smell of suspended decay.
Onto the newspapers spread liberally across the kitchen table
The skin still pink, fats a congealed grease, veins painted
Blue and red, the great American pig laid open on the kitchen table
Not enough scented candles, Swiffer wets, or Clorox wipes
To stanch the smell of suspended decay.
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