Autumn Cannibalism (1936)
Heads propped aloft by the crutch of dogmatic belief,
savoring each other, feasting upon flesh--
knife and fork,
delicate spoon.
Each course far from complete, they gorge through
eroded faces, evidence of features strewn to rot in the
panic of the fading sun.
Hugging like chums until folded into one writhing
mass, they remain dexterous enough to balance an apple:
proof of perilous symmetry.
In the distance, the white mission weeps under the
weight of the impending torrent.
Even the mercy of the mountains
can't protect from the ruin of man.
Inspired by Salvador Dali (1904-1989)
http://dali.urvas.lt/forviewing/pic09.jpg
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